Musing: Tatsu's Present

[pre-story]A belated birthday present for Ryu112. As always, remember, if you like what you see [redacted][/pre-story]

Tatsu's Present

“~MUUUHHH!”

The draenei’s sweet voice was ragged and heavily muffled, her fangs sinking into the cherry red ball gag firmly wedged between her jaws as she cried out with yet another mind-shattering climax. Her soft lavender skin was glistening with a sheen of sweat, the color a stark contrast to the glossy red ribbons artfully wound over her nubile body, binding her arms behind her back as she writhed with ecstasy. Deep purple nipples, hard as diamonds, capped a pair of full, shapely breasts, the stiff peaks tracing crazy patterns in the air as her mounds bounced and jiggled each time her lover thrust into her once more. Her long, silky, snowy white hair, once neatly styled and coiffed, loosely tied back with a delicate bow, was now a mess, loose strands clinging to her cheeks, the pristine bow crumpled in the iron grip of her lover, used as crude reigns to hold her head and chest up off the cold, hard ground as he ravaged her from behind. Each savage thrust of his hips made her entire body jolt, forcing a new muffled cry from her throat as her flat stomach warped around the impossibly massive intruder.



Tatsu’s thrusts suddenly accelerated, his hips smacking loudly against the draenei’s flawless round ass, lips curling in a feral snarl, deep chestnut-brown eyes narrowing. The human paladin’s rugged body glistened in the soft light, his rippling muscles pumping and tightening as he savagely pounded at the barely-conscious draenei. Black lines traced along the ridges and valleys of his muscular torso, depicting a massive hammer, the head spanning across his powerful pecs, where the studs in his nipples and the fine chain connecting them gleamed silver as he ravaged his present with deep, powerful strokes. Suddenly, his arm flexed, yanking the dreanei’s head up as he thrust forward, driving every last inch of his fearsome weapon into the well-fucked slut, sending her into yet another screaming climax as his eyes flashed a brilliant, glowing sapphire.

“Do it, stud! Breed the slut! Claim your present!” Flea moaned out in encouragement.

The green-skinned beauty with long, bright red hair lounged back on the couch, her crimson eyes fixed on the scene of conquest before her, eagerly drinking in the sight of it. Her legs were spread wide, feet planted on the floor as she slumped on the couch, presenting herself shamelessly before the powerful male, one hand between her thighs, furiously thrusting three slender digits into her dripping honeypot while the other roughly groped at one full, ripe, grapefruit-sized tit. The busty troll’s emerald skin was dusted with forest-green freckles, and her orange-red hair was tied back in a ponytail that draped all the way down over the forward edge of the couch beside her. Eagerly anticipating the climax of the scene in front of her, her hand was nearly a blur, her dripping snatch overflowing with sweet nectar, soaking her inner thighs as she finger-fucked herself, her long, pointed ears twitching cutely as the pleasure overwhelmed her body.

Tatsu let his head roll back, letting loose a deep, primal groan of pleasure and conquest as the floodgates inside him burst open. His already-monstrous member throbbed even larger inside the fucked-out draenei cock-sleeve. Supernaturally potent cum surged up his length, a geyser of molten lust blasting deep inside the bound slut’s unprotected womb. Her eyes widened, and the biggest orgasm yet shattered her mind as  the white-hot load filled her womb, the inherent magic of his seed burning inside her as her womb expanded, swelling far beyond its limits in a single shot. The ribbons binding her bit into her flesh as her stomach swelled with what could easily be mistaken for a baby bump, then strained as his divine weapon fired another spurt, swelling her even further. Then came another, and another, her belly expanding, bulging around the ribbons, until, finally, there was a rip, and the cherry-red straps suddenly loosened, the sheer volume of his load bursting the ribbons to ribbons.

Flea whimpered, sliding off the couch entirely, landing heavily on her knees and mindlessly shuffling toward the couple as the stud’s climax drew to an end. Her hands pulled away from her own body, abandoning her needy pussy to reach out for his divine body, knowing her fingers could never satisfy her like he can. Her nectar-soaked fingers slid down his rippling abs, gripping around the base of the monstrous member still buried deep in his present’s still-twitching pussy. She pressed her chest against his as he slowly eased the ludicrous shaft of his massive weapon from the draenei’s gripping hole, a full two feet of arm-thick megacock, studded every inch along the bottom with a silver barbel. She took a moment to marvel at the fearsome weapon, fingers sliding teasingly up and down the vein-marbled length, the steely spear not softening even the slightest even after such a massive load. A river of cum flowed from the draenei’s gaping hole once he wasn’t plugging it closed anymore, running down her lavender thighs until her thoroughly-fucked hole slowly twitched closed once again, cutting off the flow of pearly white stud-milk.

“Fuck... I love to watch you breed your pet sluts, baby.” Flea purred, squeezing the base of his monstrous breeding pole. “Especially knowing it’ll be my turn with this divine weapon next…”

Tatsu’s expression softened as he regained his composure after the massive load he’d dumped into his latest conquest’s womb. His ravenous snarl melted into a cool smirk as his wife marvelled at the sight of his steely weapon glistening with pearly cum and draenic nectar. He released his grip on the lavender-skinned fucktoy’s makeshift reigns, easing her down until she was resting her weight on her massively overstuffed womb and the side of her face, eyelids fluttering closed as she drifted into blissful unconsciousness. Satisfied, he turned his attention to his wife without a moment’s pause, one strong arm wrapping around her back and pulling her luscious body tight against his. She gasped, only to be suddenly cut off by Tatsu’s lips suddenly clamping over hers, kissing her with ferocious, hungry desire, his tongue thrusting into her mouth like he owned the place. She melted into his embrace immediately, moaning softly into the dominant kiss. Why fight it? She was already his.

The kiss seemed to go on forever, but still it was over too soon. As his lips pulled away from hers, Flea let out a quiet, disappointed whimper, before suddenly realizing she was already on her back beneath him. When had that happened? She looked up at her husband, chewing her plush forest-green lower lip in anticipation, and realized it didn’t matter. Wordlessly, she lay back, pulling her knees up and spreading them wide, her glistening emerald pussy eagerly presented before her husband’s supreme shaft, her body open to him to use as he saw fit.

Tatsu didn’t waste the chance. He lined his cum-slick fist-sized cockhead up with Flea’s dripping slit and without drove forward without hesitation. As her lower lips stretched and parted around the massive member, so did her upper lips, a long, throaty moan escaping her as that familiar mega-cock spread her open wide. Tatsu loomed over her prone form like a wall of muscle, his abs rippling as he drove his hips forward, his monstrous head finally slipping inside her needy hole, the first six inches of steely megacock sudeenly plunging into her twitching depths. Her voice rose from a moan to a wail as he suddenly impaled her properly, the barbels studded along his underside plucking at her entrance as she pushed into her, grinding against her tender inner walls.

Flea’s supple, thoroughly-stretched pussy clung to Tatsu’s length, squeezing and spasming around him wildly, either in a desperate and futile attempt to eject the invader or in a ravenous thirst to milk the potent seed from his studly shaft. He paused a moment, savoring the sensation of once more planting his shaft inside his wife. It felt incredible, hot and slick, tight but not strangling, always squeezing and rippling around him… It was practically the perfect pussy, almost like it was made to sheathe his mighty weapon. Was it any wonder he’d married her? He grinned wickedly down at his favorite troll, before suddenly bucking his hips forward, plunging another six inches into her divine depths in an instant and letting his weight slowly sink inch after inch of fat studly cock into her welcoming hole.

Flea’s renewed wail of ecstasy was abruptly cut off, her voice suddenly dying as she felt an impact deep inside her, the force rippling through her body as a wave of starkly-contrasting pain and pleasure. Her eyes shot open wide, and she stared up at her husband’s wicked smirk. Tatsu ground his hips down, grinding his fat crown against the entrance to her deepest depths, her fertile, unprotected womb, the motion shifting his silver-studded length inside her. She felt so full already, her pussy filled to the limit with his massive member, she could feel the titanic cock already distending her normally-flat stomach with its sheer girth... but she knew there was still more to come. She moaned again, arms and legs automatically reaching out to him, wrapping around his hips and shoulders, clinging to him as she braced herself for what was coming.

Tastu’s hips drew back a fraction of an inch, then suddenly slammed forward, hammering his blunt weapon against Flea’s inner walls. She screamed, throwing her head back as agonizing ecstasy rolled through her like a shockwave, her arms and legs squeezing around him uncontrollably. Again, he drew back, this time further, his studded length sawing at her tender walls before he slammed forward once more, pounding at the gates to her inner sanctum, the wall of muscle faltering the tiniest bit. She screamed again, her back arching as another shockwave of pleasure and pain tore through her, resonating through the growing knot of tension in her core, threatening to blow it apart. He drew back yet again, dragging his cock back until only the head remained inside her, only to slam it forward once again, her barrier giving way entirely before the brutal thrust. The knot of tension in her core tore itself apart, exploding in a massive orgasm as his conquering cock claimed her innermost depths, plunging deep into the silken depths of her womb as he hilted inside her, his heavy balls smacking against her ass.

Tatsu didn’t even wait for Flea to finish screaming through her earth-shaking orgasm to begin fucking her in earnest, jackhammering his massive, studded fuck-pole into his wife’s wildly-spasming pussy, his blunt crown pounding at the silken walls of her womb. With each brutal thrust, her pleasure surged once more, her body and mind barely able to keep up with the sensations, dragging out the moment of ecstasy into what felt like an eternity. As soon as her orgasm was over she could already feel another one building in her core, barely giving her enough time to look up at her husband with lust and awe before it, too, exploded in a white-hot tidal wave of pure pleasure wiping away any conscious control she had and sending her entire body into a fit of wild, chaotic spasms, arms and legs locking tight around Tatsu.

Flea’s perfect pussy squeezed and spasmed around Tatsu’s superior shaft with every climax, each one coming faster on the tail of the last until he could no longer tell where one ended and another began. But still, he never stopped, never tired, fucking the curvaceous troll through countless mind-rattling orgasms until she could only moan and wail wordlessly with pleasure, her tongue lolling from her mouth as she thrashed her head back and forth, eyes rolled skyward in brainless ecstasy. Her mind was long gone, but her body was every bit as perfect as ever, hot and wet and tight and constantly milking his brutish shaft for one of his signature titanic loads, her womb desperately, instinctively hungry for his potent seed. Tatsu’s divine weapon throbbed inside her.

After hours of relentless fucking, Tatsu finally felt a familiar sensation welling up in his core, his silver-studded spear suddenly swelling even larger than before. His composure cracked, his cocky smirk twisting into a hungry snarl, his hips suddenly accelerating, hammering his larger-than-ever cock deep into Flea’s womb with wild abandon. His shaft throbbed inside her, once, twice, and as it throbbed a third time, his back arched, driving his holy weapon deep into his wife’s womb and planting his hips on hers, grinding there as he let loose a deep, rumbling groan of pleasure, eyes flashing a brilliant blue as he finally came. The paladin’s sanctified seed surged forth, past his many piercings, a great rushing river of cum coursing up his length, his cum-cannon bulging with the sheer volume of sacred spunk. Finally it blasted forth from the tip like a geyser, a biblical flood of molten, searing ball-batter filling her unprotected womb in an instant. Again and again Tatsu’s member fired, filling Flea’s fertile womb beyond capacity, her inner sanctum expanding, stretching to contain it all as he pumped load after load of thick, creamy human cum into her. Her normally-flat belly, already distended by the paladin’s ridiculous cock, soon ballooned out with the seemingly endless load of steaming-hot spunk, her cum-stuffed womb wobbling with each powerful blast of cum pouring into her. In her mindless bliss she could only moan out with ecstasy as she came one more time at the sensation of being filled and bred by her studly husband.

As the last spurt of seed pumped into his well-fucked wife, Tatsu finally relaxed, his glowing blue eyes turning back to brown as he panted softly for breath. He looked down at the gravid emerald sphere of his wife’s cum-swollen belly, his shaft giving one final throb inside her as the entrance to her womb gripped around the fat shaft. Flea could only moan and twitch weakly, her strength drained from the seemingly-endless string of climaxes she’d endured. Tatsu grinned down at her fucked-silly expression, thoroughly pleased with his work, and with a sharp tug, yanked his studded shaft from her womb, drawing a moan from her lips as he slowly withdrew his length from her well-fucked hole, the supple, silken walls clinging desperately to his girth, trying to hold on just a moment longer, but only succeeding in milking the last of his creamy spunk from his cum-tube. He pulled his cock free with a soft pop, the glistening cum-and-nectar-slick shaft pulsing in the air before him, still hard as steel, eager for more holes to conquer. But the paladin simply lay himself down beside his cum-swollen wife, sliding one arm beneath her shoulders, and leaning over to plant a soft, affectionate pack on her forehead. A satisfied smile spread across his lips as he lay with her, patiently waiting for her to recover. It was a damn good birthday.