Daddy's Home: Ch.10 [FINAL CHAPTER!]

[pre-story]Hey there, Squish here, with the FINAL* chapter of Daddy's Home! FINALLY, right? It took a little more than two month's work, with more restarts, rewrites, and revisions than I care to contemplate, but I wanted to end this one on a bang. Well, a series of bangs in rapid succession, I suppose. I just wanna thank everyone SO MUCH for all the comments/love on this story. I'd never have gotten my start as a smut-peddler were it not for the entirely unexpected takeoff of this story, and I'm eternally grateful to each and every one of you. I hope you enjoy the culmination of this series, and hopefully, you'll find it was worth the wait!
*Okay, not really FINAL. This is far from the end for Rich, Sam, Anna, Aiko, Rosa and Diamond. This particularly set of stories is complete, but I've got plenty of plans for what happens to them down the road! Maybe more chapters. Maybe shorts. Maybe a whole new multi-chapter saga! But, for the moment, I've gotta move on, stretch my literary legs a bit. The polls are in and my next big, multi-chapter story is going to be By The Horns, the saga of a tauren paladin's journey across Azeroth, so check that out! I'll still be doing commissions, too, so keep an eye out! And who knows what else I might be getting up to? [redacted][/pre-story]

Chapter 10: A New Day

Samantha moaned softly, her voice hot and breathy as she let her tongue roll from her mouth, her lips painted with smeared, smudged black lipstick. She flattened the wet, pink muscle against the base of the iron-hard pillar of thick, vein-marbled cock before her. The rich, musky flavor of the cock that made her tongue tingle, and she could still taste the lingering hints of her friend’s juices on the beastly shaft. She crawled forward, her tongue tracing a lazy zigzag as she dragged it slowly, sensually, up the bulging foot-and-a-half cum-tube that ran along the underside of that intimidating, intoxicating cock. As she neared the tip, the sheer length of the monstrous member allowed her pillowy volleyball-sized breasts to encircle the base of the shaft, even her impossible 32H chest struggling to fully wrap around its thickness. It was as big around as a two-liter bottle, and it throbbed with lust under her skillful touch.



As Sam’s tongue finally arrived at that bulging, apple-sized crown, she let out a soft moan, her tongue swirling over the smooth, pulsing tip. Her hands came up to cup her mountainous melons and give them a squeeze, wrapping them tighter around the cock. It was so hot, so hard, and so strong, with every powerful pulse she thought it might pull itself free from her lusty embrace. She couldn’t resist a momentary indulgence of her own pleasure, her black-painted fingernails roaming across the smooth, pale flesh of her breasts, seeking out the pink peaks. Her thumb and forefingers found her peachy pleasure buds and pinches sharply, making her moan into his cockhead. She gave the mighty shaft a lewd kiss as she toyed with her nipples, tweaking them and tugging at the silver barbells piercing through them.

Richard let loose a deep, rumbling groan as his beloved daughter serviced his titanic cock, pleasuring a case of morning wood so spectacular as to inspire analogies to mighty redwoods. He lay back, still rising from the depths of slumber as Sam’s full, jiggling breasts squeezed around the root of his mammoth, ivory cock. Every soft moan of lust and pleasure that she murmured around his spit-polished crown as she teased her tender nipples resonated in his ears, a sweeter symphony than the birds could ever sing. Her sapphire eyes opened once more, staring directly into his as her lips popped off the fat crown of his cock and curled into a bright, cheerful smile. The expression almost seemed ill-fitting, framed by her dark, silky hair, and buried beneath the smudged, streaked, and splattered dark makeup still on her face after last night’s messy entertainment. And yet it beamed up at him like the rising sun. “Good morning, baby.” he finally greeted, his voice still deep with sleep.

“Good mo~rning, Da~ddy!” Sam greeted exuberantly with a sweet sing-song tone. She paused a moment to flick her tongue over Rich’s cockhead, lapping up a grape-sized dollop of clear, sticky precum. “Isn’t this so much nicer than waking up to that alarm clock?” she added with a playful smirk. The expression faded, replaced with an exaggerated pout that pushed her full lower lip out, her eyes shimmering with mock sorrow that failed to hide the playful gleam in them. “It’s a school day, though, Daddy. I’ve gotta get ready. I just wish I could stay home so I could spend all~ day worshiping Daddy’s big, hard cock…” She pleaded.

Rich smirked. “Good try, but you’re still going.” He replied. “I’m not gonna call you in sick for a case of cock fever.”

Sam’s pout lingered another few seconds, but Rich’s resolve held, and it swiftly shifted to a mischievous grin. “You know what would reeeeally make school more bearable?” she asked. “A nice…” she purred, pausing to dip her head and plant a wet kiss on the tip of his mighty cock. “Hot…” she added in a hot, lusty moan, her lips barely leaving his tip to moan the word before once more pausing to kiss his shaft. “Thick load… of fresh… creamy… daddy-cum… pumped deep… into my womb… keeping me full… all day… sloshing around… inside me… in the middle of class... drowning my eggs… knocking me up…” she moaned each word in her hottest little girl voice, her eyes shimmering as she looked up into his, filling each pause with one lewd cock-kiss after another. “Think you can… help me out… Daddy~?” she pleaded.

Rich never stood a chance with his cock and his daughter working together. He growled with playful lust, his powerful abs flexing into granite boulders as he lunged for Sam, grabbing her roughly by the shoulders and pulling her off his cock. She gave a giggling shriek as he roughly threw her down to the bed, bouncing once before her father’s strong hands pinned her shoulders to the sheets. His conquering cock throbbed with furious lust as his muscular body loomed over her. Her stocking-clad legs parted underneath him, presenting her tender pink pussy, glistening with nectar, to her father’s raging lust. “I’m yours, Daddy. Take me.” She breathed, looking up at him with worshipful devotion as her fingers gripped handfuls of his sheets.

Rich steered his mammoth member south, until the blunt, angry tip met Sam’s juicy honeypot, the flared crown nosing against her tender teen pussy. Her hips ground against his shaft, her tight bubble-but rising completely off the bed, painting his angry red-purple tip with her slick nectar. He groaned at the sensation, his ass flexing hard to drive his own hips forward, grinding the overlarge fuckstick against her seemingly too-small slit. She bit her lip as she felt her nether-lips parting, slowly, opening wider and wider before the brutal cock. Her opening stretched further and further with every fraction of an inch pushed into her. It felt impossible. She just couldn’t get used to the sensation of her father’s humongous weapon splitting her open. She moaned as the crown reached its widest point, the sound suddenly morphing into a wailing cry of uncontrollable lust as his head drove into her, followed immediately by the first foot of his unstoppable cock, filling and stretching her deep inside in a single thrust.

Sam screamed and moaned as her pussy spasmed wildly around the supersized invader, Rich’s immense cock filling her with its now-familiar heat and thickness. He groaned, savoring the tight grip of her sweet, sweet slit on his oversized shaft. His hips bucked, drawing back barely an inch, then slamming forward again, claiming her pussy deeper and deeper, until the blunt tip pounded against the gates of her womb, sending a surge of pleasure and pain lancing through her body like a bolt of lightning. She moaned, hands balling into fists around ropes of sheet, her back arching as she threw her head back. This was it. He gave a primal growl of lust, drawing his hips back, his flared ridge tugging at every nerve in her pussy, until only the tip was inside her. With a mighty thrust, he drove forward once again, his cock driving into her like a battering ram, breaking through her inner barrier and invading his daughter’s unprotected womb.

Sam’s eyes opened wide and her mouth followed suit, a long, wavering cry of lust forcing itself from her lips as Rich’s mighty cock once more claimed her deepest, most sacred depths. “OOOOHHHH~, FUCK ME DADDY! Just FUCK me, and fuck me, and fuck me, fuck me, fuck me fuck me fuckme fuckme fuckmefuckmefuckme!” She screamed and begged, her pleas coming faster and faster until the words blended together into a nonsensical chant. She needed him, and he wasn’t about to let her down.

Rich’s hips pulled back until his flared head tugged at the entrance to Sam’s womb, then slammed forward again, pounding his titanic cock into her to the hilt, making her normally-flat stomach bulge with the sheer size of his shaft. Then he did it again, and again, and again, faster and faster each time. Soon the lustful moans and groans became the melody over the rhythmic smack of flesh on flesh, his hips pounding against hers each time he bottomed out, his heavy, apple-sized balls swinging pendulously to smack against her perfect bubble-butt. His shaft moved like a piston, driving deep into her sacred depths over and over, his granite muscles pumping as he ravaged her womb. Her pussy milked his length with every ecstatic spasm, her barrier squeezing like a silken vice around the base of his cockhead, drawing new waves of pleasure with every squeeze.

Rich groaned with raw lust. Sam’s body was simply incredible. He wanted nothing more than to keep her all to himself and spend all day pumping load after load into her sweet, spasming pussy. But she did have to go at some point. So there was no point in holding back, then. His hips accelerated, abs rippling as he pounded into her harder and faster, jackhammering his titanic shaft in her womb. Her moans and screams grew louder and longer, her back arching, her head thrashing side to side as each stroke brought with it a new surge of pleasure. She could feel his cock throbbing deep inside her, swelling thicker, his heavy balls tightening as they rested on her ass. She knew what was coming. She needed it. She needed him to drown the burning lust deep inside her. Her stocking-clad legs wrapped around his waist, thighs squeezing his hips with every thrust as her ankles locked behind him, making sure he couldn’t pull out.

Rich didn’t need any further encouragement, pile-driving his impossibly massive cock into Sam’s pussy to the hilt, plunging into her womb as his heavy balls pulled tight against the root of his shaft. His length swelled even thicker inside her, and it gave a massive lurch as it began to pulse, his seed coursing up his length. His shaft jerked once, then twice, and with the third pulse, he came. His thick, creamy cum blasted from his cock like a firehose, the first powerful blast of white-hot spunk filling her womb to capacity with potent seed. The moment that familiar blast struck her womb, her back arched like a bow, her entire body trembling as a powerful orgasm gripped her. Again and again her father’s mighty weapon fired, each blast making her pleasure surge once again as he poured pint after pint of white-hot spunk into his daughter’s spasming, unprotected womb for a full minute. An entire night’s stockpile of seed flowed into her, her barrier squeezing his cock like a vice, sealing every drop of potent seed inside her womb, holding it in where it would do the most good.

When Rich’s seemingly endless climax finally finished, he let out a deep groan of pleasure, and Sam’s body slowly sank back down to the bed, lying limp and softly twitching on the bed. The warm blanket of afterglow settled over the two of them, filling their bodies with soothing, tingling pleasure. Slowly, he pulled his hips back, pausing only to tug his crown from the vice-like grip of Sam’s womb as it tried to keep hold of him. Sam moaned softly with disappointment as his mighty shaft pulled from her with a soft pop, barely softening even after his titanic climax. Her pussy didn’t let a single drop of his rich seed escape, holding what seemed like nearly a gallon of thick seed in her womb, her normally smooth, flat stomach bearing a noticeable bulge. Her overstuffed womb could easily be mistaken for a baby bump, and she cooed softly with pleasure, one hand coming to rest on the bulge, savoring the warmth of his seed.

Rich rose from the bed entirely, feeling refreshed and energized. He smiled down at Sam as she lay below, savoring her afterglow. He leaned down, planting a soft, loving kiss on her lips, filling the gesture with all the love he had for his daughter, his lust for his lover, and his gratitude for the pleasure they shared. Their tongues coiled together in a hot, lusty kiss, tips flicking at each other as their lips parted, and he pulled away entirely, still smiling warmly. It was a new day. He turned, heading to the dresser fishing out a pair of exercise shorts, and pulling them on, taking an extra few seconds to tuck his titanic shaft away before turning to the door. He might as well get it started.

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Rich sank into a defensive stance, planting his feet firmly in place on the gym’s padded mats. His muscles tightened into granite slabs, his huge hands balling into fists like wrecking balls, his forearms rippling with the movement as he raised one in front and one at his side. He furrowed his brow as he looked past his guard and across the open space in the middle of the machines. “You sure you got time for this?” he inquired skeptically.

Diamond stayed loose, bouncing on her toes, her ponytail of tiny braids swaying behind her as she shifted side-to-side. She shot him a confident smirk through the gap in her boxing guard, her hands half-curled into fists. Her sports bra hugged her volleyball-sized melons together as she bounced, doing much better at their job than her panties, which were struggling to avoid being turned into a thong by her generous ass-flesh. She was every bit the walking duality, her sculpted, mahogany body gleaming in the light, soft and generous here, rippling and muscular elsewhere, all wrapped up in flawless, smooth, deep brown skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat. “Don’t worry, old man, this won’t take long.” she shot back. “Just tap out when you’re ready to give up!”

Neither one of them bothered to count the fight in. As soon as diamond’s heels hit the ground once more, she launched herself forward across the mat in two bounding strides. She fought like she did everything else; aggressively. She lunged forward again and again to deliver jabs, hooks, straight kicks, and powerful sweeping kicks, then swiftly bounding back out of reach and lunging in from a different angle with a new attack, never letting up on the pressure. Rich was much the opposite, blocking or parrying almost anything she threw at him, his powerful frame barely seeming to notice the attacks that made it through. He only threw a half-dozen punches, but every one of them connected with devastating power, the muscular male striking like a scorpion when he saw an opening. Each hit sent her bouncing away across the mat to hang back and recover for a long moment.

The two squared off, Diamond bouncing impatiently at one end of the mat, Rich silent and unmoving. A mutual concern grew between them, each one finding the opposition stiffer than anticipated. Diamond was fast, aggressive, and powerful, delivering at least a dozen solid hits while managing to stay mostly out of reach. Rich was a rock, immovable, never letting his guard down, and seemed more than capable of withstanding the assault until his opponent tired themselves out. Both knew the fight would drag on for ages, unless one of them made a decisive move, and soon.

Diamond lunged, fist balled as she came in for a hook, Rich shifting to stop it. Suddenly she stopped short, planting the ball of her foot in the mat and spinning like a furious dancer, her leg coming up to sweep around like a whip and bring the heel into his side with a powerful reverse-roundhouse. The blow slipped beneath his guard, and she felt the impact as it caught him solidly in the ribs. The guard came down, the muscular arm suddenly wrapping around her ankle like a python, trapping her in an awkward one-legged stance with her back to him. He broke his stance, coming around to get leverage on her trapped limb and bring her down. In an instant, it would all be over.

But Diamond did not go quietly. In a move of pure desperation, she sprang up, putting her weight on the captured leg as she went airborne, swinging her now-free leg around. The unorthodox move took Rich entirely by surprise, and he caught the back of her thigh in the side of the head, a soft hit, but one with her entire body weight behind it. In that instant without a solid stance, the looming figure of ivory muscle tipped, flailed for a moment, and then finally toppled, dropping heavily to the mat, a mahogany amazon coming down on top of him, pinning his head squarely under her jaw-dropping ass.

There was a moment of struggle beneath her as Diamond moved to pin his arms and keep her weight squarely on his face. Her heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins, muscles tightening with the effort of keeping the much larger brute pinned. She felt truly alive in this moment. She was so engrossed in the thrill of victory that she almost missed the subtle double-tap of his pinned hand on her thigh. She grinned broadly, releasing his arms and easing her weight off him slightly, but not really letting him up. He tapped again a moment later and she smirked. “Keep your shorts on, Dick, I’m still enjoying the view from on top of you. How’s it feel to get taken down by a girl? Feels pretty damn good on this end. Though, I bet you don’t mind it too much.” she taunted, grinding her hips on his face for a moment to clarify the point.

Rich’s entire world was engulfed by ass. Diamond’s jaw-dropping epic mahogany rear end eclipsed his vision entirely. The sight alone would have been enough to make him light-headed, even if the thick, smooth, perfectly-shaped globes of her juicy bubble-butt weren’t nearly smothering him as they squished against his face. He could taste and smell her sweat with every breath, salty, tangy, and yet feminine. Her words sounded distant with his ears between her thighs, but she had a point. There was only one appropriate reaction for any male with a pulse in his situation.

Diamond gasped in surprise as she felt Rich’s reaction. His hands rose toward her hips, at first, she thought he would try to to lift her off. Instead, his hands lunged past them, suddenly, almost violently seizing a double-handful of her generous ass. His pale fingers sank deep into the abundant flesh of her mahogany rear, the perfect globes of thick, jiggling ass overflowing his hands. But his hands were not alone in their assault on her hips, in the same moment, something hot and wet dragged over the material of her panties, the thin fabric hardly proper protection from the muscular tongue assaulting her sensitive lips. She shivered at the strength in his hands as he hungrily kneaded her rear, at the roughness of the hungry tongue exploring her slit through her woefully inadequate panties.

“Oooh! You like that, huh Dick? You like getting smothered by ass after getting your ass beat?” Diamond taunted as she regained her composure, though Rich’s efforts made it difficult to maintain. She subtly shifted, rolling her hips up and back, planting her slit more squarely over his mouth so he could more easily show his appreciation. The new angle made her body tip forward, her hands coming up to plant themselves on his rippling abs, fingertips just inches from the waistband of his workout shorts. The material was distorted, stretched out insanely by a bulge more massive than its designers could have ever anticipated. A thick, serpentine bulge, as big around as his fist, snaked around from his groin to his hip, straining against the material with every throbbing beat of his heart. “Mmm… Maybe you shouldn’t keep those shorts on after all…” she purred with a sly smirk.

Diamond’s hands eagerly gripped the waistband of Rich’s shorts, tugging them down over the impossible bulge. His member gave a mighty throb, and sprang free, bobbing in the air as it thrust proudly from his hips like a monument to manhood itself. She sight was familiar now, but she could never quite adjust to it. A foot and half pillar of ivory cockflesh, as big around as his fist, marbled through with veins that bulged to keep the monster fed, capped with a massive, flared crown that gleamed a deep red-purple, bobbing mere inches away from her face. She ground her hips down against his lips subconsciously, teeth sinking into her lower lip as she bit back a moan. His lips and tongue worked skillfully over her slit as she ground down onto him, his lips teasing hers as his lips flicked out to sample the sweet nectar beginning to soak through her panties.

Rich’s immense cock throbbed, the crown aimed squarely toward her face, her tongue flicked out, wetting her full, soft lips. Maybe she should... return the favor. Her hands slid down his abs as she slowly sank forward, bringing her face closer and closer to the mighty shaft. As she moved, one of Rich’s hands slipped between the glorious globes of her ass and curled a digit around the strap of her panties, roughly yanking it aside and exposing her sweet slit to his mouth directly. She let out a sweet moan as his lips pressed against her own, slowly dragging over her sensitive slit as they closed in to wrap around her hard clit and suck sharply. Her cry was swiftly muffled as she fell forward one last inch, her full, thick lips suddenly plugged with the throbbing knob of his fat white cock.

As soon as Diamond’s lips met the sensitive flesh of Rich’s swollen cockhead, it gave a hearty pulse, firing a grape-sized dollop of sweet, sticky precum directly onto her tongue. She shivered at the rich flavor, the first taste of him since he’d painted her face yesterday morning. She pushed herself forward, more and more of his thick crown disappearing between her pillowy lips, stretching them wider and wider until the head slipped into her mouth and filled it entirely, her cheeks bulging with the sheer volume of cock inside her mouth. Her tongue squirmed lewly inside her mouth, swirling over the tip, catching fresh dollops of delicious pre with every lap around its thickness.

Below, Rich took full advantage of Diamond’s now-exposed slit, his tongue teasingly flicking over her dark outer lips before delving between them to lap at her tender pink inner folds. Diamond shivered at the sensation, letting out a muffled moan of pleasure that reverberated through the thick ivory cock stuffed between her full lips. The sensation of the moan rippling through his shaft, her let out a groan of his own, his own cry resonating with her core. She tightened her lips around his length, her cheeks hollowing lewdly as she suddenly sucked hard at the sensitive tip to draw forth a fresh dollop of sweet precum. He thrust his tongue forward, plunging into her depths to lap at her sensitive walls, drinking deep of the flood of nectar the poured forth from deep inside her.

The two of them drove each other on, their competitive natures pushing them to out-do one another, each new maneuver countered, each surge of pleasure answered with one in reply. As Rich’s skillful tongue thrust deep into Diamond’s honeypot, her hand gripped the root of his shaft. As she stroked his throbbing length, his hands kneaded her ass harder. With every passing moment, this sensual feedback loop intensified, the two bodies writhing together in lust. They moaned and groaned louder and louder as each raced to get the other off before they could no longer hold back the building pleasure deep inside them. The two competitors pushed each other to the brink and beyond in the same moment, hurling each other over the precipice and falling as one into an endless void of pure pleasure. Diamond’s moans rose an octave as her pussy began to spasm tight around the invading tongue, while Rich’s immense shaft gave a mighty throb and swelled even larger inside her mouth.

Deep in Diamond’s core, the great bubble of tension inside her gave a final surge, then, all at once, came undone. The orgasm high her like a freight train, her mind suddenly going blank as her every thought and sensation was suddenly drawn into her core, condensed to a white-hot singularity of pure, unending pleasure. Her moans went silent as every sculpted muscle in her body seized tight with an overload of pleasure, a flood of clear, sweet nectar pouring out from deep inside her as her tender pink pussy spasmed wildly around the tongue still teasing her oversensitive folds. Her hips ground themselves down, mindlessly craving more of the almost-too-intense pleasure rolling out from her lower lips, her entire body twitching sharply every time her clit ground against Rich’s chin.

Rich’s fearsome weapon throbbed hard in Diamond’s mouth, stretching her lips even wider than before. The shaft pulsed once, twice, then finally fired, a mighty deluge of hot, thick, creamy cum immediately flooding her tightly-sealed mouth. His first salvo was immense, a geyser or white-hot ball-batter surging up from his oversized balls, drowning her tongue in rich, sweet, salty spunk. There was just too much of it, the first blast alone stretching her cheeks to bulging, forcing her to gulp down what felt like cups of pearly seed before it was even over. The second blast overwhelmed her, it was simply too much to take, the pressurized cream leaking from the corners of her mouth even as the excess blasted out of her nose, her eyes wide and watering at the sensation of his seed drowning her senses.

The third salvo from Rich’s unstoppable cock practically pushed Diamond back, her lips popping off the shaft as it continued to erupt wildly. It just kept cumming, painting thick streamers of pearly seed across her face, some of the unending load landing in her overflowing mouth. She closed her lips, desperately swallowing to clear her mouth as the barrage continued, pushing her back. His shaft painted her smooth, flawless mahogany skin with each blast, her sculpted muscles and soft breasts a canvas for its abstract art. By the time his cock shot its last load, cum dripped from her neck, her sports-bra-clad breasts, even her rippling abs, marking her body from head to toe with his hot, thick, pearly seed.

Swallowing their respective mouthfuls of seed and nectar, the two titans gasped for air, their sweat-and-cum-slick bodies glistening as they panted for breath after their powerful climaxes. Rich’s monster throbbed, thrusting proudly into the air, the last dribbles of his seed dripping from its crown to pool in the valleys of his sharply-defined abs. Diamond half-kneeled over him, her ass heavy on his face as she wiped the thick streamers of his excessive climax from her eyes, inspecting the mess he’d left all over her body. Her position continued to treat Rich to a faceful of the thickest, juiciest bubble-butt in human history, a position he didn’t seem to be in a rush to escape.

“Fuck, you always end up making a mess, huh Dick?” Diamond demanded, breaking the silence with a tone of annoyance. “And I just got cleaned up from last night…” she added with a long-suffering sigh as she began to rise to her feet, knees momentarily wobbly as she stood. She wiped a rivulet of spunk off the corner of her lips with a finger and gave a smirk, looking down at the prone form of her friend’s father. “Well, as much as I want to savor taking you down, I think I need another shower.” she commented, tugging her panties back into place, once more covering her juicy slit. She started for the stairs, pausing as she reached the bottom to shoot him a final glance. “I gotta say, you make a pretty good punching bag. I might have to spar with you more often.” She teased before disappearing up the steps.

Rich lay back for a moment on the mat, a smirk growing on his face. It’d been a long time since anyone had managed to knock him down. He rose from the mat, making his way over to the first machine in his workout routine and settling in. As he began to work the weights, his mind drifted back to the fight. She’d caught him by surprise, which was a mark to her credit. But if she was going to act like this every time she won, then next time, he’d show her some REAL ground game.

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“Oh, fuck, just like that…” Rich groaned, hunching forward.

“Oooh, you like that, huh? You’re so stiff…” Rosa purred softly, her nails teasingly grazing over Rich’s granite-hard flesh as they worked. Her hands seemed so small compared to him, almost inadequate to the monumental task, but she couldn’t give up.

Rich’s back was a rugged, rolling landscape, great hills rising and falling smoothly as the bedrock muscles tightened and relaxed, every shift redirecting the rivers of almost-too-hot water that cascaded through the terrain. Rosa’s small, tan hands explored the deep central valley, heels kneading the sloped of muscle on either side as they roamed their way up his spine in tiny circles. “So tense…” She murmured softly as he hunched his back under her skillful massage. He could only groan and shift in response, directing her hands where the knots of tension were the tightest.

Rosa rhythmically kneaded her way up to the base of Rich’s neck, then out and down again, to his powerful shoulder blades. She bit her lip, her eyes riveted to the glorious physique before her, drinking in the sight and touch of his body, faithfully committing it all to memory. She wanted to memorize his body, every inch of him, immortalize it forever in her mind. Maybe she would learn to sculpt, to share his image with the world. He was just so… perfect.

Rich gave a tiny shiver and forced himself to straighten up, his looming bulk completely dominating the cramped, steamy shower. As much as he wanted to relax and just enjoy the massage, he had to get started before the hot water ran out. He was going to have to upgrade the water heater at this rate… He reached for his body wash, but suddenly, his massage stopped, and he felt something incredibly soft press to the small of his back. A delicate, tan hand reached around him as he hesitated, smoothly stealing the bottle away. “Let me…” Rosa purred, her voice low and sultry.

Rich glanced back over his shoulder. Rosa stepped back, her flawless, warm tan skin pulling away from his, glistening wetly. Her deep brown eyes looked up into his, her long, wavy black hair gathered into a dense waterfall that flowed down her spine to the small of her back. Her figure was every bit as fantastic as ever, with wide hips, a narrow waist with just a hint of tone, and full, volleyball-sized breasts, standing proudly in defiance of gravity, their darker, suckable nipples already hard. He was silent for a moment, drinking in her body with his eyes before he turned to face her, the corner of his mouth quirked up in a subtle smirk. “If you insist.”

Rosa bit her lip, her eyes pulling away from Rich’s to explore his mighty chest and abs, the new expanse of rugged muscle he offered to her hands. She upended the bottle of body wash and squeezed a dollop into her palm, swiftly working it into a lather between her hands as Rich grabbed a bottle of shampoo instead and did the same. His hands rose to his head, strong fingers running through his dark locks, glistening arms and chest flexing, shifting, and pumping as he lathered up his hair, the spray pounding against his back. She bit her lip, watching the hypnotic patterns of his muscles for a long moment before she realized she had a job to do.

Rosa hesitated only a moment before her hands came forward, wreathed in soap, and finally came to rest upon Rich’s powerful pecs. Compared to the massive, rugged perfection of the idol before her, her hands seemed so small, so delicate… so… insufficient. She shook her head and threw herself into her task, palms working in widening circles over his chest and abs, fingertips delving into the deep clefts between slabs of muscle, scrubbing him clean as thoroughly as she could. Just touching him sent sparks dancing along her nerves, and every time a muscle flexed under her hands, her core melted. She found herself cooing softly as she lathered up his washboard abs, he didn’t even have to touch her, the vee between her thighs was already wet and hot with anticipation.

Rosa’s fingers danced over Rich’s torso in a trance, working the body wash into every crevice of his rippling core, unyielding chest, and wide shoulders. Suddenly, his magnificent body was exposed once again, a sheet of water instantly washing away the foam as it cascaded down his body. She blinked as the sheet crashed over her hands, snapping her out of her trance, making her look up for the source of the flash flood. As he rinsed the last of the shampoo from his hair, Rich opened his eyes, looking deep into hers and flashing her a dazzling smile. “There’s more of me that needs cleaning…” He told her, then flicked his gaze south. Her eyes followed his, and she had to bite her lip as they fell upon the weapon swinging between his thighs.

Rosa wasn’t sure if her knees gave out or if she’d just fallen to her knees automatically at the sight.  She folded, kneeling before him on the hard tiles, eyes riveted to the swiftly-stirring slab of meat between his thighs. She had to remind herself to breathe as the foot-long slab of wrist-thick, vein-marbled cockmeat grew and grew before her eyes, longer and thicker with every heartbeat. His cum-swollen sack swayed pendulously behind his shaft, his heavy balls the size of apples. Her mouth watered as the memory of his taste sprang unbidden to mind, rich and hot a purely male, a potent, addictive flavor.

Rosa swallowed, managing to tear her eyes away from Rich’s rising monument of manliness to cast her gaze up her idol’s magnificent body, seeking some sort of confirmation from his eyes. His eyes met hers, briefly, and he shot her a smirk before casually turning his attention to washing his arms. He wasn’t going to make her do it. He didn’t even have to tell her to do it. She was going to do it just the same. She’d known she would since the moment she’d stepped into the shower. She didn’t bother to deny or fight the realization as it struck her. He was just… perfect. It was just… right. She wanted to serve him, to please him, and to thank him for the opportunity to do so.

Rosa’s gaze fell back to the length before her, the still-swelling crown of Rich’s massive shaft filling her vision, just inches from her nose, bobbing in time with his pulse. The titanic cock before her bowed under its own immense weight, the tendons at the root straining to haul the pale pillar upright as it grew harder and harder. The tip gleamed crimson, like a ripe apple, the shade darkening as it swelled larger and larger. She couldn’t resist. She had to taste it. Her pink lips parted, her tongue slipping from between them as she leaned forward just the tiniest bit.

Rosa’s questing tongue suddenly met the warmth of flesh, Rich’s shaft stretching forth to meet it with his next pulse, and sensation exploded through her mind. The heat, the hardness, the smooth texture… And the taste! Her core clenched like a fist at the reminder of his salty, musky flavor. Her tongue pressed itself against the crown, desperate for more of the ecstatic sensations, but his shaft was not cooperating. It throbbed, lurching up and away from her tongue as it rose to its full, glorious size. A soft moan left her throat as she watched it petrify into a massive foot-and-a-half long monolith, the sound rich with tones of awe and lust.

With the taste of Rich’s member fresh in her mind, every moment without it was torment for Rosa. She needed more. Her hands reached up, gripping the root of his shaft, unable to fully encircle it, but she didn’t care. Her tongue rolled out to receive his fat fucklever and tugged down on it, smacking the swollen red-purple crown down onto her tongue with a smack. She moaned as the taste exploded on her tongue once again, the sound swiftly muffled as she leaned forward, her plush lips wrapping around the smooth, glistening tip. It was so hot, she thought her lips might burn as her tongue began to swirl around the head, savoring his taste.

Rich groaned deep in his chest as Rosa’s eager lips and tongue polished his smooth, swollen knob. Her eyes took the scenic route, roaming up the length of his seemingly-endless cock, then up over his rippling abs and granite chest before her gaze finally met his. Her deep chestnut-brown orbs shimmered with lust, awe, and gratitude as they stared into the gleaming sapphire pools of his eyes. She held his gaze for a long moment, making no sound as her eager mouth worked tirelessly to pleasure his sensitive crown.

Wordlessly, Rosa slowly eased forward, letting her plush, pillowy lips part wider and wider over the flared crown of Rich’s powerful cock. Silently, her lips stretched into a narrow band, pulling tighter and tighter as they engulfed more and more of his gleaming tip, like a rubber band around his immense girth. Her worshipful gaze stayed locked on his, unwavering even as the corners of her mouth strained sharply at the ridge of his flared cockhead, making her wince slightly. Suddenly, there was a popping sensation, and a spark flickered to life in her eyes, a gleam that could only be described as triumphant. His monstrous crown filled her mouth entirely, making her cheeks bulge with sheer girth, her tongue pinned to the floor of her mouth, still eagerly writhing against the sensitive flesh.

Rosa didn’t stop there. Her eyes glistened softly with tears of effort as she pushed herself forward, the tip of Rich’s mighty shaft probing at the entrance to her throat. He gave a deep groan, his powerful love-muscle giving an appreciative lurch, firing off a grape-sized dollop of sweet, sticky precum. She gave a muffled moan, her eyelids fluttering at the taste. She pushed herself forward as she swallowed the treat down, her rippling throat suddenly stretching as she forced the thick, beastly cock into her own tight, muscular throat. She swallowed reflexively, the walls of her throat massaging the smooth tip of his shaft as she fought back her gag reflex, her efforts rewarded with another slick dollop of precum.

Rosa kneeled at the altar of Rich’s perfect body, eyes closing in silent worship as she bobbed her head up and down, over and over, sinking further and further down his monolithic shaft with every bob. She gulped down inch after inch, her tight throat milking his length as she shivered with lewd pride every time her efforts drew another groan of pleasure from his lips. She was making him feel good, and the thought made her moan, her throat vibrating around the shaft stretching it lewdly. Her eyes snapped open, first taking in the nine inches of cock still woefully un-sucked, then flicking up to meet his gaze, a passionate flame of determination burning deep within them.

Rosa’s hands fell away from the root of Rich’s shaft, suddenly reaching forward to grab a double-handful of tight, muscular ass. They lingered for a moment, appreciatively squeezing his rock-hard glutes, then her arms flexed. Rich was as unyielding as a statue, but she was not. Her eyes squeezed shut, her tears of effort lost amid the cascading water of the shower as she pulled herself down over inch after inch of thick, throbbing cock. Her throat spasmed in protest as she aggressively throatfucked herself onto his endless shaft, ignoring her body’s objections and taking more and more of him, until her nose finally flattened against his granite abs.

Rosa held herself down, her straining lips wrapped around the root of Rich’s monster, his heavy, cum-filled balls on her chin, her throat stretched impossibly around the fat slab of cock hilted in her mouth. His presence was overwhelming, dominating all of her senses at once, his pure, perfect manliness crushing down on her.  She could feel the heat and hardness of his shaft as it throbbed deep inside her throat. She was drowning in the taste and scent of his manly musk. The sound of his groans of pleasure echoed in the enclosed space and filled her ears. Her eyes opened once more, roaming up the looming form before her, following the course of a rivulet cascading through the rugged terrain of his body, before finally meeting his gaze. He was perfect, untouchable, like a statue, an idol. But at the same time, the warmth and lust in his sapphire eyes made her feel so close to him…

Rosa swallowed, letting her tight throat milk the unyielding foot-and-a-half of cock stretching it out lewdly. Suddenly, Rich’s mighty love-muscle flexed, throbbing deep inside her throat, drawing a muffled moan of lust and anticipation. She pushed forward, crushing her lips against the root of his shaft as she swallowed over and over, letting her rippling throat massage his massive cock. Rich groaned deep in his chest, his back arching as he pushed his hips against her lips, his monster giving another lurch deep inside her throat. His hands came forward automatically, firmly gripping her skull between them, his fingers weaving into her wet hair. There was no escape now, even if she’d wanted it. Her core squeezed tight as she felt his hot, heavy balls pull tight against her chin. Her eyes glimmered with silent prayed as she stared up into his face, begging him to let it all go.

Rich’s powerful groan sounded almost like a roar as it resonated off the walls of the tiny space, seeming to come from every direction at once. His monster flexed deep inside Rosa’s throat once again, making her shudder as it grew thicker and harder than ever. Her eyes widened suddenly as she felt her straining lips stretch further, his thick cum-tube bulging as the first salvo surged up the length of his member, pushing past her lips and over her tongue, forcing itself down her throat. She could feel it moving down his length, swallowing hungrily to hurry it along until it finally reached the crown and his massive weapon fired.

Rich’s first load blasted into Rosa’s stomach like a firehose, pouring a creamy pint of white-hot cum into her belly, filling her up in an instant. He was filling her with his essence. Every thought after that was lost in a white-hot singularity of pleasure as an orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her body spasmed wildly, her mind going blank, every thought and sensation compressed down to a single point of pure pleasure deep in her core. She was almost numb in the grip of her climax, all she could feel was the impossibly huge shaft stretching her throat and the liquid fire sloshing in her belly. When the monstrous shaft pulsed again and again, blasting pints of hot spunk straight into her belly, all she could do was shudder and swallow over and over, desperately milking him for more and more of his potent essence. Each fresh blast made her pleasure surge once again.

Rosa’s belly swelled with each oversized load Rich pumped into her already overfull stomach. After the first dozen blasts of steaming seed, Rich began to pull back, dragging inch after inch of swollen mega-cock from her lips, even as his throbbing shaft continued to fire, painting the walls of her throat white with his thick, creamy spunk. As the fat head popped into her mouth, the last dregs of his monumental load drooled from his cum-slit, drowning her taste bud in his potent, flavorful cum. She gave a lusty, gurgling moan, eyelids fluttering closed to savor the taste.

When Rich moved to pull entirely from her lips, Rosa reacted without a thought, her mind still hazy with the afterglow of her powerful orgasm. Her hands came forward, gripping the root of his cock, her thumbs overlapping over his immense cum-tube. Together, her hands ran up his length, squeezing and sucking as she drew every last drop of his creamy seed from his mega-cock.

Rosa’s cheeks ballooned with the sheer volume of thick cum in her mouth before she was satisfied she’d gotten all of it. She reluctantly pulled her lips away with a soft pop, giving a muffled moan of satisfaction as she stirred her tongue through his rich, creamy load, savoring his sweet, salty flavor for a long moment. Her eyes opened once again, looking deep into the eyes of her lover, her idol, the object of her worship, and tipped her head back. The rush of running water was too soft to cover the sound of her gulping again and again, her throat rolling visibly a half-dozen times as she drank down his potent spunk. Finally, she opened her mouth with a soft gasp, hardly a trace of the pearly cream left as she grinned up at him from her knees.

Rich was speechless for a long moment. Rosa’s tongue slipped out to run slowly, sensually all around her full, tingling lips, still sensitive after the rough treatment just moments ago. She grinned, rising to her feet, a hand coming up to rest on his chest. “Thanks for breakfast... Master…” She purred hotly, experimenting with the title. “But now it’s my turn to get cleaned up. You’re gonna have to get out…” She pouted, pulling her hand away. She pivoted on her toes, one hand going behind her and pulling the thick waterfall of black, silky hair around over one shoulder in a single smooth motion. She shifted her weight, drawing his eyes to the sensual curves of her hourglass figure, making her perfect, shapely ass jiggle softly as she shot him a sultry smirk over her shoulder. “That is… unless you want to help me wash my back...”

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Rich’s eyes closed as he descended the stairs, his broad chest expanding as he once again filled his nostrils with the delicious scent of frying bacon. The moment he’d smelled it, it had hooked him by the nose and pulled him inexorably toward the kitchen, toward a breakfast in progress that his stomach reminded him was long overdue. His nude, muscular form was on full display, not a thought to spare for modesty, his mind overtaken by raw bacon-lust. The telltale sizzle of bacon in the pan reached his ears as he drew near, but it was drowned out by Diamond’s voice. “Yeah, okay, it’s ready. Now, it’s all about momentum. You want to flip it when it’s floating, or it’ll tear.”

There was a moment of silence, followed by a splat, a sizzle, and a clank.

“...Nothing wrong with scrambled.” Diamond sighed as Rich rounded the corner. Sam stood on her tiptoes, barefoot, reaching up to a higher shelf in the cabinet, her hair still damp. The pose made her long black T-shirt ride up to bare her round ass, her panties threatening to disappear between the pale mounds. Diamond stood in front of the stove, he attention fixed on the pan in front of her, tongs in one hand, her multitude of braids dangling loose around her shoulders. She was cleaned and dressed since he’d last seen her, her black sports bra visible through the thin white material of her tank top, one hand planted on her wide hips, just above the waistband of the stretchy one-size-too-small black workout shorts that clung to her eye-popping ass.

Anna stood next to Diamond at the stove, and as Rich’s eyes slid over to take her in, he nearly missed his step, hesitating mid-stride. Her coppery curls shimmered in the light, floating around her densely-freckled shoulders, the cinnamon speckles becoming increasingly sparse as his eyes roamed down her bare back, until all that was left was a creamy expanse of pale, flawless skin. At first glance, he thought she might have been naked. It took him a split second to notice the only fabric visible from this angle, a thin strip of white, tied in a knot at the small of her back.

With Diamond just to her left, it didn’t seem quite fair to compare, but even in the shadow of a truly epic ass, Anna’s perfectly round, pale bubble-butt, its upper shelf dusted with tiny cinnamon freckles, managed to draw Rich’s attention and hold it. His eyes lingered for a long moment before they were drawn down by the movement of her smooth, creamy thighs as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Then some more vigorous movement drew his gaze up once more. As muttered with annoyance and stirred the contents of the pan in front of her around, he was treated to a sight few women could ever offer. He could see the outer slopes of her breasts from behind her, framing her chest on both sides, the mountainous melons wobbling side to side with unrestrained momentum.

Well, it wasn’t breakfast, Rich conceded silently, but it was simply too delicious to resist. He crept across the kitchen, like a predator stalking its prey, the girls too distracted to notice his approach. Anna jumped with a shocked squeak when she felt rich’s rapidly-growing python nestle in between the thick spheres of her pale ass, Rich’s powerful arm wrapping around her midsection and pulling her back against his granite-hard chest. Her expression of shock resolved into a playful smirk as she looked up, her eyes meeting his as he took in the view. He only vaguely noted the panful of scrambled eggs in front of her, his attention occupied by the inescapable valley of freckled cleavage before him. Her epic, basketball-sized tits overwhelmed his ‘kiss the cook’ apron, nearly overflowing the bib to either side and pulling the modest neckline out into a eye-grabbing window into her cleavage.

Diamond glanced over when Anna gasped, but she quickly rolled her eyes dismissively and brought her attention back to the bacon in front of her, turning the strips one at a time. The corners of her lips quirked downward in something resembling annoyance. Sam’s look of playful envy lingered on Anna for a moment longer, before setting out five plates on the counter.

“Mmm, like what you see, Mr. J~?” Anna teased, grinding her hips back, squeezing the smooth globes of her creamy ass around the rapidly-expanding monster between them.

Rich smirked. “Looks simply mouth-watering, my dear.” he replied, his hands coming to rest on her round hips, pulling her back as he pressed forward, her soft, curvaceous figure flush against his unyielding muscle.

Anna giggled teasingly. “Mmm, I know…” she purred, before putting on an exaggerated pout. “...But I’ve got to finish cooking before you can taste it.” she whined, wiggling her hips against his thick shaft, but not fighting his grip.

“I’m not sure I can wait. I’m simply… ravenous.” Rich replied, giving her hips a sharp squeeze to punctuate the point before letting his hands roam up the sensual curves of her waist, fingertips slipping under the edge of the apron.

Anna smirked. “Even after all those… appetizers?” she shot back, glancing pointedly to Diamond and Sam.

Rich chuckled. “Just… working up an appetite.” he replied, his hands sliding up and forward, dipping under the apron entirely to cup her titanic tits as his hardening shaft rose, pushing between her silky smooth thighs.

Rosa, arrived only seconds ago, dressed in only her everyday underwear and a fluffy towel wrapped around her hair, gave a slightly indignant huff at the comment.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake! Just get out of the fucking way and FUCK already!” Diamond suddenly snapped, roughly snatching the idle spatula out of Anna’s hand in annoyance. She gave the stunned pair a forceful hip-check, knocking them aside as she took over for Anna, sliding into her place in front of the eggs and stirring them around before they could burn.

Rich blinked as he and Anna regained their balance after the unexpected shove. He looked to Diamond’s annoyed scowl for a moment, surprised. Slowly, his expression shifted, lips splitting into a playful grin, and he turned his gaze to Anna. His hands tightened their grip on her full, pillow-soft melons, fingers sinking deep into the soft, yielding flesh. His shaft lurched to its full size, hard as an iron bar between her thighs, grinding into her dripping slit, lifting her to her tiptoes as it flexed. “Well, you heard her.” She shivered with anticipation.

Then Rich began to move. Anna gasped, then moaned as she lost her footing entirely, her entire weight suddenly grinding her sensitive slit into the unyielding shaft below. She scrabbled for a new foothold to relieve the sudden surge of sensation, but each time she found purchase, it was already too late. Rich’s powerful strides carried them across the kitchen as she moaned, her mind too busy to pay attention to their course. There was a scrape as Rich kicked his chair out of his way, stepping into his now-vacant place at the head of the table.

Suddenly, Rich shifted, releasing Anna’s mountainous breasts from his grasp and pushing her forward, sending her sliding off the end of his cock. She stumbled forward until her thighs hit the table, her hands coming up to stop herself as she tipped forward. But then she felt a hand in the middle of her back, between her shoulder blades, pushing her forward and down with irresistible force until her titanic tits met the oaken table, flattening against it, her hard nipples grinding into the fabric of the apron.

Sam said nothing as she settled into the seat to his right, leaning forward to rest her chin on her palms as she watched the coupling with amused curiosity and just a hint of envy. It wasn’t everyday one got a front-row seat to see one’s best friend and occasional sapphic lover get roughly bent over a table and fucked into a drooling mess by one’s ultra-hung muscle stud daddy, and she clearly aimed to make the best of the show. Rosa followed Sam’s lead after a moment, taking the seat to his left, biting her lip slightly as she watched. Diamond was pointedly not watching.

Anna glanced back over her shoulder with nervous anticipation, taking in the sight of Rich looming behind her, his unbreakable foot-and-a-half of arm-thick, pulsing cockflesh, glistening with her own juices as he gripped it at the root. He gave her a grin that sent a shiver racing up her spine, making her bite her lip. She flexed her calves, pushing herself up to tip-toe once again, raising her round ass high, her pale inner thighs glistening with her sweet nectar..

Rich pushed his cock down, bringing the fat knob of his blunt weapon to bear on the dripping honeypot before him. Anna’s hips wagged, presenting her needy slit to the alpha stud like a bitch in heat. He grinned, the smooth, swollen crown pressing to her hot lips, nosing between her sensitive folds, sliding up and down her lips, getting good and wet with her honey. She breathed out a shuddering moan of anticipation. “Ohhh, don’t tease me! I’m ready, just give it to me! I want all of it! Slam every last inch of that fat fucking pussy-wrecker into me! Pound it in, all the way to the hilt! Fuck me! Right here, right in front of your daughter and all her friends!” She challenged, trying to push her hips back onto his cock.

Rich’s grin widened, and his hips slammed forward with all the power of a freight train, his blunt tip plowing into Anna’s pussy, stretching her entrance wide in an instant and boring into her depths in a single, unstoppable thrust. Her eyes went wide, and her back arched hard, tense as a drawn bow, high enough to lift her pendulous breasts off the hard surface of the table. Her mouth opened, the air pushed from her lungs in a deep, wavering moan of pure, undeniable pleasure. It took less than a second to stuff the first fourteen inches of his foot-and-and-a-half of brutal cock into her, the the flared crown bottoming out against her inner barrier, the table shuddering under the force of the thrust.

Rich ground his hips forward for a long moment, letting Anna’s stuffed slit twitch and clench around the fat cock reclaiming every inch of her pussy. Letting her savor the sensation of complete, incomparable fullness, even as the tip ground into her womb, promising even more. “...FUCK, you’re fucking huge..” Anna breathed, still panting for air as her spine relaxed, flattening her breasts on the table once more. “I’m.. so full… fuck...And you’re not even all in!” she groaned softly, rolling her hips, her channel tightening around the iron shaft planted deep inside her. “Nothing… nothing else can fill me like this… no boy… no toy… Fuck, I’m totally hooked on this fucking cock! Nothing else is gonna be able to get me off!” She lamented, biting her lower lip.

Sam and Rosa bit their own lips, sympathetic and turned on as they listened to the redhead bent over the table in front of them. Sam leaned back in her chair, her hands disappearing out of sight beneath the table, while Rosa leaned in closer, watching where the two bodies connected with envy. Diamond continued to ignore the show, pointedly focusing on plating up breakfast behind them, but Rich would have sworn he saw her glance their direction once or twice before swiftly closing her eyes and turning away. Anna glanced to her friends, then twisted, shooting Rich a smoldering look of hungry lust over her shoulder. “Come on, big man! Do it! Fuck me! Fill me up like nothing else can! Spoil my pussy! Make me cum until I forget everything but your cock!”

Rich’s hips drew back, dragging a full foot of cock from Anna’s spasming slit, his fat, flared head tugging at every fold of her inner walls. She shivered as a bolt of electric pleasure raced through her core every time it scraped over a knot of nerves. It tugged at her entrance, almost pulling entirely free, but without a moment’s pause, he slammed forward once again, pounding it all back into her, drawing a scream of pleasure. The table shook beneath them, her titanic tits bouncing wildly, dragging her nipples over the wood grain as he hammered at her barrier. He pulled back again, faster this time, only to mercilessly drive into her with the same brutal strength as before.

Rich pumped into her like a machine, pistoning relentlessly into Anna’s gripping pussy, each powerful thrust drawing a moan from her lips and a cascade of sweet nectar from her slit,her creamy thighs glistening with liquid lust. “FUCK, you’re an ANIMAL! A STUD! A fucking MACHINE!” Anna wailed, her tone rising and falling as Rich’s eighteen-inch bitch-breaker slammed into her womb again and again, driving her body into the table, the impact cushioned by her massive, flattened melons. She thrashed her head wildly, coppery curls shimmering, her nails dragging over the wood, so absorbed in pleasure she hardly noticed the audience eagerly drinking in the frenzied fuck before their eyes. “Fucking FUCK me! Pound me! Fucking SLAM it in! All of it! Every last inch! Fuck my WOMB!” she half-growled through gritted teeth, her body undulating against him.

Rich gave a growl that rumbled deep in his chest, a primal sound of uncontrollable lust. He leaned forward a fraction further, pinning Anna harder as he drew his hips back again, until his fat head teased her entrance once more. His shaft glistened with her juices as he held it there for a heartbeat, the length giving a visible throb before he slammed his hips forward with a deep growl. It plunged into her sensitive slit, slammed into her cervix, but he didn’t stop pushing. The granite muscles of his ass and his abs popped out as they strained against the strength of her inner barrier. There was a moment of stillness, Anna’s eyes wide, her mouth open in a silent cry. Suddenly, the last four inches of his unyielding cock drove into Anna’s slit, his hips smacking against hers as his fat cockhead violated her sacred depths, plunging into her womb.

Rich groaned with pleasure as the silky walls of Anna’s hungry womb gripped around his invading shaft, almost like a mouth sucking at his cockhead. Anna couldn’t manage a single sound, her body seizing up with unmatched pleasure, her entire being imploding in a powerful orgasm, a white-hot knot of pleasure centered on her womb. Her depths spasmed like they had a mind of their own, gripping and squeezing lewdly around his length, her womb clenching hungrily on his cockhead as her mind went blank with indescribably pleasure.

Before Anna’s mind-blowing climax could even finish, Rich was moving again. His hips pulled back until his fat head tugged at the mouth of her womb, then he thrust forward again until his hips smacked hers, pounding against the velvety inner walls of her sacred depths. Again and again he jerked his trapped cock inside her, thrusting with short, lightning-fast strokes, her thick, pale ass jiggling wildly each time his hips struck it. Every thrust seemed to come faster than the last, and with every thrust a new surge of pleasure dragged her orgasmic bliss out longer. His hips were practically a blur as he jackhammered his monster deep inside her womb. The rhythmic smack of his hips on her ass mingled with the moans of pleasure that poured from her lips.

“Ohhhhh~ FUCK, so, fucking, DEEP! FUCK! Yes! Right there, YESSS~! Perfect! This COCK! So fucking-, so BIIIIG!” Anna wailed, gasping her praise between the womb-pummeling thrusts of the massive shaft deep inside her. “I came! I came, when it took, took my WOMB! I kept, kept CUMMING! And CUMMING! I couldn’t, couldn’t stop! It’s too GOOD! FUCK ME! Fuck me FOREVER! Pound me, break me, RUIN ME!” she screamed wildly, eyes glazed over with lust as she abandoned her last semblance of modesty, begging desperately for his cock in front of all her friends.

For an instant, Anna’s eyes cleared, a coherent thought shining through the haze of lust blanketing her mind. She twisted around to look into his eyes with a desperate lust. “Fucking, fucking CUM! Cum in me! Oh, fuck, just do it, cum in me, PLEASE!” she pleased. “I NEED it! I need CUM! YOUR cum! Your PERFECT cum! Cum, cum inside, in my womb! Fill me! Stuff me! Knock me up! BREED ME! Right here! Let everyone watch! Watch me get BRED! In front of everyone! I’ll take it, I’ll take it all! Every drop! Right here! Watch! Watch me, everyone! Watch me CUM~!” She begged, throwing her hips back to meet his brutal thrusts with reckless abandon.

Rich’s heavy balls tightened up, and Anna’s lusty pleas became mindless moans as his nuts beat against her clit with every thrust. He slammed his hips forward again, driving into her to the hilt with a note of finality as he let out a powerful groan. His balls churned, thick, potent seed boiling up inside them, coursing up the length of his titanic shaft. His cock throbbed larger inside her, stretching her even wider, prying open her womb to make way for his creamy spunk. Finally, his cock fired, a torrent of thick, white-hot cum spraying into her unprotected womb like a firehose. The first blast alone flooded her depths with a steaming-hot pint of potent spunk, her womb ballooning as her barrier sealed tight around his arm-thick invader.

With the first impact of Rich’s liquid heat in her womb, Anna was overcome by another mind-numbing implosion of pleasure. She came harder than ever before, her tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled skyward. Her pussy spasmed hungrily around him, milking his fat shaft for every last drop of cum, even as blast after blast overfilled her fertile womb. Time lost all meaning in the grip of orgasmic bliss, her every sense shutting down, the only sensation left to her the surges of pleasure that came each time he fired another blast of cum into her womb, prolonging her seemingly endless climax.

When Anna’s senses finally came back to her, she blinked, casting her gaze around the kitchen. Sam sat to her right, her head rolled back over the back of her chair, her skin shimmering with sweat as she panted, her fingertips glistening as they emerged from between her thighs. Rosa was staring with obvious envy at Anna’s bulging womb, biting her lip as she rubbed a hand absently over her own recently-stuffed belly. Diamond stood off to the side, trying to look disinterested as she ate standing against the far wall, but the plate of food in her hand was barely touched. Anna could feel Rich behind her, his still-stiff mega-cock planted deep in her oversensitive, cum-stuffed womb, his hips still pressed against her thick ass. She panted for breath, still trembling with the last sensations of her climax. Then her eyes fell on a newcomer.

Aiko stood in the doorway to the kitchen, her cheeks burning bright red as she tried to look away from the scene, only to have her eyes drawn back to it over and over as she fidgeted. She was clearly dressed for school, a long skirt and button-up blouse, her backpack in one hand. “Umm…” she stammered, drawing the gazes of all the girls in the room. “It’s… It’s seven-fifteen…” she finally managed, pointing to the kitchen clock.

The girls looked to the clock, their eyes widening, then, all at once, they burst into panicked motion.

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“This had better not be another crazy diet...” Diamond muttered warningly, taking her gaze from Rosa’s uneaten breakfast and glaring pointedly at the latina’s back as she left the table.

Rosa froze. “No, I just… I’m just kinda full. I, uh… already ate.” she offered in explanation, turning to glance at the head of the table pointedly. She darted around the corner before the issue could be pressed. “Can I use your eyeliner, Sam?”  she called back from out of sight.

Sam dropped her fork, her eyes going wide in a moment of panic. “Oh, fuck, I still have to do my makeup!” she exclaimed, her chair scraping over the tile as she leapt to her feet and bolted out of the room.

“You better go light today! I’m not gonna be late just so you can be even whiter than usual!” Diamond called after Sam. She shook her head, a subtle, wry smirk spreading across her lips as she pushed out from the table and stood, depositing her empty plate in the sink and walking out of the room.

Rich was suddenly the only one left, the room quiet but for the soft crunch of his teeth pulverizing the last strip of bacon. He sat at the head of the now-empty table, naked and still, his eyes closed as he savored his last bite of meaty goodness. He swallowed, letting out a soft groan of satisfaction, and leaned back in his chair, glancing down.

Aiko’s warm chestnut eyes shone up at Rich, glossy with lust as she lovingly ran her tongue over one of the massive orbs dangling like ripe fruit from the root of the oaken bough thrusting proudly from his hips. The petite Japanese teen kneeled at his feet, hidden in the shadow of the dinner table, both tiny hands wrapped around the root of his pulsing cock, failing to close around its immense girth. Her tongue slid up, slowly tracing the underside of his foot-and-a-half shaft, following the winding course of one bulging vein along the insanely thick slab of cock. The thick, pearly mix of his seed and Anna’s nectar that coated his length gathered on her trailing tongue until it flicked at the flared ridge of the crown. Her lips and eyes closed as she savored the heady mouthful before giving an audible gulp, her eyes looking up at him once again with dazed adoration.

Rich smirked. “You know, you could have just used a towel.”

Aiko’s eyes cleared, and her cheeks suddenly flushed bright red, burning with embarrassment as she turned her gaze to the side shyly. She was the image of innocence, with her tiny frame, her modest clothes, and her silky black pigtails with straight-trimmed bangs. And yet, she kneeled on the tile obediently, her long skirt gathered above her knees, and when she drew in a breath, the buttons of her pure white blouse strained to hold back the grapefruit-sized breasts that looked positively lewd on her body. Her fingers tightened around Rich’s monstrous cock, shifting it to hide her face from his gaze in what had to be the cutest moment in any handjob in history. “I… I don’t... mind… if it’s you…” she managed to breathe.

Rich hungrily drank in the scene before him. Just looking at Aiko inspired wicked, sinful desires. He wanted to tease her, to toy with her. He wanted to make her admit that she wasn’t so innocent after all. He wanted to break the mask and show the world the true nature behind her ‘good girl’ exterior. When she said something like that, he just couldn’t resist. “You, who?” he pressed.

Aiko bit her lip, hesitant. “You… Master…” she corrected herself, obediently.

Rich’s smirk widened. He pushed his chair back, away from the table, and rose to his feet. Aiko blinked in confusion, the object of her attentions suddenly pulled from her grasp, and looked up at him. With the light behind him, he loomed over her as an intimidating, square-shouldered silhouette. A symbol of manliness. But then, he bent forward, his face coming into the light, revealing his warm smile as he reached out to her, beckoning. Her hand came up, hesitantly, settling into his palm

Aiko gasped as Rich’s strong hand closed around hers, pulling her up and forward. She scrambled to her feet, barely able to get them underneath her before she was swept off them. A strong arm came down, circling her slender waist and pulling her up and in, her supple body melting against the warm, unyielding muscle of his abs instinctively, lifted up to her tiptoes. In his embrace, she felt so small, so fragile. He was more than a foot taller than her and probably three times her weight, all of it muscle. He could crush her if he so much as sneezed. And yet… she’d never felt safer. She nuzzled her cheek into his warm, granite chest and let out a sigh of contentment.

Rich’s hand released Aiko’s wrist, coming forward to cradle her chin with thumb and forefinger and steer her gaze to lock with his. His sapphire orbs looked deep into her hazel eyes for a long moment, and she found herself unable to look away. “Tell me what you want.” he commanded, that deep, powerful, dominating voice resonating his chest against hers.

Aiko’s cheeks burned with shame as the answer came to mind immediately. She wanted to look away, to hide her face, but she couldn’t tear her eyes from Rich’s unwavering gaze. Her mouth opened, her body driven to obey, but no words came forth, her mind struggling to hold them back. “...You, Master.” she confessed.

The dam of shame broke with the admission, and the words poured from Aiko’s lips like a river unleashed. “I… I could hear them… the other girls… moaning. All morning. I had to get ready, though. Mother would be so angry if I was late... I wouldn’t be able to come over anymore. But I could hear them all. I wanted you to… to burst into the room, to... take me! I knew I would be late if you did, but I didn’t care! I wanted you to… to fuck me! And keep fucking me! For hours and hours! I wanted you to keep me home and pump me full of your babies all day long!” she confessed her fantasy, biting her lip as the last words poured forth, almost like she was trying to hold them back from reaching him.

Rich smirked playfully, releasing Aiko’s chin. His strong fingers grazed lightly over the sensitive skin on the side of her neck. Suddenly, he gripped, his hand cupping the base of her skull and pulling her up and forward. His head came down, and their lips met with a furious passion. His tongue drove between her lips, coiling around hers, his ravenous hunger stealing her breath away. He released her waist, his hand roaming south to suddenly seize a greedy handful of her tight bubble butt, strong fingers kneading the pliable flesh roughly through her skirt. His arm flexed, and suddenly she felt her tiptoes leave the floor entirely. He barely seemed to notice lifting her nearly-helpless form, pulling her bodily into his possessive grasp.

Aiko was a good girl. She always got perfect grades. She was never late to school, her clubs, or her after school lessons. She was always well-behaved and obedient. She never got involved with drugs, gangs, or worst of all, boys. She wasn’t the kind of girl who would ever do anything really bad. She wouldn’t tongue-kiss a man old enough to be her father. Or fantasize about getting knocked up by a strong man with a huge cock. Or touch herself when she should be getting ready for school. But… here she was.

Aiko shivered at the reality of the situation hit her. Rich’s tongue, the tongue of a man twenty years her senior, coiled with hers as he held her body against his in an unbreakable grip, kneading her ass hungrily. He wanted her so badly, and he was so very, very strong… She couldn’t fight what he would do to her. So… it wasn’t really her fault, was it? She was still a good girl. Even if she kissed him back a little bit. Even if she wrapped her arms around his broad, powerful shoulders and held on tight. Even if she spread her legs as he lifted her higher and higher. Even if she moaned a little bit into his mouth when she felt something hot and hard touch her thigh. She was still a good girl… right?

Rich let go of Aiko’s head, her grip on his shoulders holding her close enough to maintain their passionate lip-lock. His hand descended, slipping underneath her long skirt and coming back up until its fingers found her pure white panties. The digits probed the material, finding the edge, then slipping underneath and curling suddenly, pulling it aside. She shivered as she felt the kiss of cool air on her flushed, wet womanhood. A moment later, the cool air was replaced with something iron-hard and red-hot pushing against her slit, grinding into the lips of her her desperately needy pussy. Her eyes flew open wide, her lips pulling from his as she gasped at the sensation. His head shot forward, biting playfully at her lower lip and tugging, pulling her forward into another passionate kiss.

Its task complete, Rich’s hand released Aiko’s panties, moving to join its brother, gripping and knead at her tight little ass with both hands. Together, they steered her hips this way and that, pushing them down to grind her incredibly tight, wet slit over the fat, flared head of his massive shaft. She moaned, her voice lost in their lustful kiss, her heels hooking around his waist to urge him on silently. He pushed harder, the broad, blunt tip of his cock inexorably spreading her tender petals apart. The kiss broke as her cries grew too loud to contain, growing louder and louder as she opened wider and wider, pain and pleasure melting together. Her nails scratched at his shoulders as her fingers curled to fists, her mind assaulted by sensation.

Suddenly, Aiko’s cries rose an octave, her eyes going wide as Rich’s impossibly thick shaft pushed into her, spreading her open like nothing else ever could. He was inside her. She didn’t have time to adjust to the massive penetration before Rich’s arms flexed again. He pushed, sinking inch after inch of titanic cock into her gripping, twitching pussy, stretching her open once again. She moaned, her shame swiftly eroding under the tide of sensations rolling over her mind. Her body sang with pleasure as the unstoppable, searing-hot shaft speared into her, the pleasure cast in sharp relief by the pain as she stretched around him. She was insanely tight, her walls squeezing down on him like a silken vise, her toned core tight as he impaled her on his monstrous member.

Suddenly, Aiko’s eyes went even wider. There was an impact deep in her core, sending an electric surge of pleasure racing through her, her entire body lighting up in a flash of pleasure that faded as quickly as it began. Rich’s unstoppable cock paused, the flared crown pressed tight against her inner barrier, pushing against the gates of her womb. He groaned as her entire body clenched around around  the full foot of cock planted deep in her tiny pussy. He tightened his grip on her ass, grinding the barrier down onto his cock, making her whimper with the intense sensation. His lips curled into a wicked grin, and he spoke a single word, a deep, commanding voice rumbling out of his chest. “Beg.”

Aiko looked up at Rich with a look of helpless disbelief. Was he really going to make her beg? Now? When he was finally so deep inside her, when they were running desperately low on time? She couldn’t bear to stop now, not after all this. He wasn’t moving. She couldn’t move, not with him holding her this tight. She squirmed helplessly in his grip, but it wasn’t enough. She had no choice. It wasn’t her fault. “M-Master... Please…” She pleaded desperately. She gave a soft whimper she he didn’t move, and tried again. “Master… please… fuck me! Please, fuck me! I need it! I… I’m a bad girl! I wanted it so bad! I listened to you fucking and I played with my pussy! I wanted it to be me! I’m begging, Master, please, punish me! I’ve been a dirty girl, so use me like one! Use my naughty pussy, use my womb! Make me dirty deep inside! Stain me with your seed, mark my womb!” she wailed desperately, shame fading into memory as her body grew hotter with every word.

“Good girl.” Rich whispered. Aiko’s heart soared at the praise, her pussy twitching as he squeezed her ass hard. His arms flexed again, and he hauled her up his cock, making her moan again as his flared head tugged at her inner walls. Her vision swam with sparks of pleasure as he lifted her up until his crown was barely inside her. Then he pushed. With a mighty flex, he slammed his hips forward, driving a foot of thick cock back into her. Her eyes and mouth opened wide at the surge of sensation, an uncontrollable moan rising from deep inside her. Her arms and legs squeezed around him, trying to hold him inside, but she couldn’t fight his strength as he lifted her once more. Flashes of light danced before her eyes as he slammed her down onto his cock, thrusting up to hammer his shaft against her barrier.

Aiko’s body writhed with pleasure each time Rich thrust into her from below, her entire core twitching and squeezing around him. His muscles pumped as he bounced her tiny body up and down, faster and faster, using her like a living sex toy to jerk his titanic cock. She moaned wildly with each thrust, her cries suddenly muffled as he kissed her, crushing his lips to hers so hard she thought they might bruise, his tongue invading her mouth to coil around hers. She couldn’t stop moaning, each time he pounded into her barrier it sent a surge of electric pleasure racing through her body, lighting up every nerve with sensation. Her tight, toned core squeezed around him with each surge of pleasure, like it was trying to hold him in, drawing a deep groan of lust. She could hardly take it, the pleasure was so intense it almost hurt, but already she could feel a familiar pressure building in her core.

Aiko’s body froze in Rich’s grasp, every muscle pulling tight, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide. Sensation exploded deep inside her, all the pressure inside her released in an instant. A shockwave of pure, white-hot pleasure burned through her, rocking her entire being, body and soul. Her back arched, tense as a drawn bow, tearing her lips from his even as her arms and legs squeezed around his unyielding muscle. She clung to him, desperate for stability amid the storm of pleasure raging inside her. She trembled helplessly as pleasure overwhelmed her entirely. She couldn’t move, couldn’t make a sound, she couldn’t even think, every impulse washed away by the storm of sensation battering her being. It was terrifying. It was liberating. It was so, so good...

Aiko was frozen on the outside, trembling in place as her orgasm washed over her, but inside her was a very different story. Rich let out a deep groan and her already-tight pussy clamped down on him like a vise, her depths rippling wildly as she came, milking his massive shaft. He ground his hips forward, savoring the sensation, his blunt cockhead pressed tight against her barrier as it trembled, lowering its guard momentarily amid the waves of all-consuming pleasure. He saw his chance, tightening his grip on Aiko’s tight little ass. He drew back his hips and slammed them forward again with every ounce of strength he could muster. His shaft pounded at her barrier like a battering ram, the gates trembling as they struggled to hold back the masculine invader from her sacred, womanly depths. He gave a primal growl of pure lust, gritting his teeth and redoubling his push.

Aiko felt something, a sudden sensation breaking through the unending sea of pleasure in her mind. Her womb, pried open and filled completely, stretched around Rich’s, no, Master’s immense cock. Her master was filling her once again, she realized, the thought crystallizing in a moment of clarity. Then he moved inside her and the thought was shattered, a sudden shockwave of pleasure crashing over her mind. Her womb gripped around him hungrily as her core exploded in another undeniable orgasm. Time lost all meaning as her mind was battered by another tempest of pleasure, but he didn’t seem to bother to wait before he began to move once more. she could feel his flared crown tugging at her barrier, then slam forward again to pound into the back wall of her velvety womb, before her mind was washed away by another wave of pleasure.

Aiko’s eyes rolled to the ceiling as she came for the third time in less than a minute, but Rich was relentless. Her pussy squeezed and milked at his length desperately, every muscle in her tight, toned core clamping down around him. Even with it all the way into her womb, her tiny frame couldn’t quite take all of his cock, but her sheer tightness more than made up for the handful of inches left outside her. He groaned with undeniable pleasure as he bounced her on his massive cock, thrusting up to meet her as she fell. He fucked into her like a jackhammer, pounding into her womb with short strokes, thrusting so fast his hips were nearly a blur. Her oversized breasts bounced wildly, threatening to burst free of her top as she came yet again, her womb clamping down on his crown like a vise. He could feel his balls tightening up, unable to hold back much longer at this pace.

Another dozen thrusts and an orgasmic spasm was all Rich could take before he couldn’t hold it any longer. He thrust forward, pounding into Aiko so hard it drove another half-inch into her quivering pussy, letting out a deep, lusty groan. His half-yard howitzer throbbed even larger inside her, and she managed a deep, soulful moan of lust at the sensation, but the sound was cut off by yet another orgasm as the weapon let loose a volley inside her womb. A deluge of liquid heat blasted from the tip of his cock, slamming into her womb with the force of a baby’s kick. Thick, potent cum surged up his length, forcing through her spasming, silken inner walls and the tight seal of her barrier to pour into her fertile depths, flooding her womb with a single spurt.

Rich’s titanic cock throbbed again and again, his heavy balls squeezing again and again as he pumped load after load of virile spunk deep into Aiko’s twitching pussy. the Japanese teen’s tiny waist made it all the more obvious when her womb began to balloon with his abundant seed. She shuddered, giving a soft moan as the sensation of nearly a gallon of her Master’s thick cream sloshing in her womb drew a little orgasm from her exhausted body.

As the last dregs of Rich massive load poured into Aiko, the haze of lust over his mind began to clear. He looked past the dark-haired teen still impaled on his cock, eyes struggling to focus as they fell upon Sam, Anna, and Rosa, standing over by the door. They’d gotten themselves ready for school. Well, for the most part. Rosa still brushed at her damp hair, Sam had only half her makeup on, and Anna was making a somewhat distracted effort to button her shirt around her massive breasts. All three watched as he began to lift Aiko off his length, obvious envy on their faces as they rubbed their thighs together as subtly as possible. Aiko gave a shuddering, almost disappointed moan as his cock popped from her slit, the indomitable weapon slipping out from under her skirt at long last, drawing a chorus of appreciative hums from the audience.

Slowly, Rich eased the almost-limp Aiko down to her feet, the twitching teen managing to stand for a moment before her knees wobbled worryingly. The girls rushed forward, seeing her waver, and moved to support their fucked-out friend, casting only occasional hungry glances at the half-yard of cum-slick cock responsible. Before anyone could make a move, the front door burst open, Diamond’s amazonian silhouette looming in the threshold. “Come ON! We’re already running late!” she barked, gesturing out the door toward the car urgently. Sam and Rosa pulled Aiko’s arms over their shoulders, helping their weak-kneed friend toward the door as Anna flitted around the trio, hurriedly fixing Aiko’s hair and clothes.

Sam hesitated in the doorway. The other girls glanced at her curiously. She muttered something in response, slipping out from under Aiko’s arm. The girls seemed to shrug, collectively, before continuing on toward the car, though Diamond kept a wary eye on her for a moment longer than the rest. Sam turned to Rich and darted forward, practically tackling the big man with a huge hug, her breasts flattening on his abs, burying her face in his chest. “Thank you, Daddy. For everything.” she breathed, a powerful sincerity in her words, her face still buried in his chest. She looked up at him with a warm, loving smile, her soft blue eyes sparkling. Eyes just like his. At that moment, sex was the furthest thing from his mind. She was his little angel again, and his arms closed around her, wrapping her in a warm, gentle embrace, just like he had so many, many times before. “I love you.” She added, quietly, and he knew she meant it in every way possible.

A car horn went off outside, and Sam gave him a final squeeze before pulling away and darting out the door. She tugged the knob as she passed, and the door swung closed, but not quite latched. He smirked, shaking his head as he approached to close it behind her. Some things never change. The sound Sam’s voice reached him through the gap. “Alright, so, we can’t have sleepovers on weekdays. But then, nothing says I can’t invite my friends over to study after school... and I’ve got a BIG pile of biology I could use some help with. Who’s up for tonight?” she inquired, a playful tone creeping into her voice. The slam of the car door and the rumble of the engine as it sped away drowned out any response.

Rich shook his head, closing the door the rest of the way. Some things never change… but some things do. He stretched, yawning. It had been an interesting morning, but there was plenty more in front of him. It was a new day. Better make the most of it.