Worlds of BBW Erotic Romance - Box Set (20 page)

And IT was right there, so close to her face…

Gearon’s cock was indeed HUGE. And yet it was also one of the most purely handsome penises she had ever seen.

She stroked the blue pubic curls, her hands lingered on the warm, heavy, full scrotum…

But it was the
cock
that truly mesmerized her.

It had looked big before, but she hadn’t realized just HOW big until she had it right in front of her.

Heather was entranced by the spectacular manhood that she held in her own relatively small hands. It was quiet and still at the moment, but she could sense that it could unleash incredible fury.

It was so heavy, so full of blood; she could feel Gearon’s pulse as it vibrated with every beat of his heart, pumping in more blood, the cock stiffening even further until it came to its full length and hardness.

And yet, so warm and heavy, it almost did seem to have a life of its own, as if she were cradling some strange animal. With a cock so long and wide, she might actually forget for a second about the guy it was connected to…

Gearon wasn’t about to let her forget about him, though. Still sitting back, relaxed, he moaned softly, a deep masculine “Mmmm!” escaping his lips in response to her caressing hands.

Heather now felt totally relaxed, too. She held the phallus up close to her face, still studying the mammoth maleness. She could only get her fingers about halfway around it! Her hands looked tiny compared to its girth.

The opening at the end had to be half an inch in length, and it was oozing clear fluid.

She raised the massive cock slightly, then turned her face and slowly put her cheek against the hot, spongy head, feeling its soft hardness against her skin.

“Beautiful,” Gearon whispered. “Dearest Heather, your touch is a sensuous blessing.”

She took a deep breath… Raised the tip to her mouth.

She pouted her lips, then kissed the thick knob… Tasting the sweet essence of him, feeling the warmth of the organ on her lips…

Everything else was fading for Heather now… She wanted to make love to the big, delicious manhood with her mouth…

And then… Soon… To take it
inside
her… 

She kissed the head again, longer this time. Then she kissed the sides, and the head once more; licked the slit with her tongue and tasted sweetness.

“Gods of all peoples be praised, that feels… Wonderful,” Gearon whispered.

She left open-mouthed kisses all around the head, slurping at the hot flesh, the returned to the tip of it, opening her jaw achingly wide… Trying to suck it all in.

I never worried about having too small a mouth before, she thought. I feel like a little kid with an all-day sucker… Only I’m greedy and don’t have all day!

“Prettiness,” Gearon soothed. He reached out and stroked her hair.

She lashed her tongue under the throbbing head of the cock… But couldn’t get it into her mouth.

“Do not worry, Heather,” Gearon whispered. “Your jaw is not made to stretch to that degree, yes? I know you’re surely trying, but you can’t get me inside your beautiful body… that way.”

Disappointed, she pulled her lips away from the head with a loud “smack”--like pulling a lollipop from your mouth.

All-day sucker, indeed…

She looked at the massive shaft that was in her hands. She studied it for a few moments more, and let her fingers feel its hot power under the outer soft skin. It was really amazing.

“It’s so damn beautiful,” she whispered softly. “It really is.”

“Ahh, dearest Heather… Your words thrill me just as your hands do,” Gearon sighed. “I am glad that it pleases you so greatly.”

She kissed it again, lightly, just a peck on the head--one last time.

It’s time,
she thought. She felt relaxed, and she wanted this more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life.

Before she got nervous again, they had to DO this.

She looked up into her Mekron Lord’s violet eyes, drew in a deep breath, and told him, firmly: “Please, I need that beautiful thing to fill me. I need it inside me NOW. You know I’m sincere.”

She reclined on the couch, pulled her legs open for him…

He kissed her hard, just once, his tongue pushing roughly into her mouth--like a hint of what was what about to happen down below. 

Then, without a word, he mounted her, his strong hands guiding his thick cock to the sopping wet, warm and achingly
needful
opening of her womanhood… 

As the thick head wedged itself between her outer labia and pushed between the inner lips as well, her opening was drawn painfully tight around the invading organ. She couldn’t see over the roundness of her belly, but it felt like the lips themselves were being forced inside the opening…

But she would not flinch or draw away. No, she wanted this…
Soooo badly…
For herself and to please Gearon, to make love with him and have him possess her pussy.

She placed her hands underneath her butt, literally sitting on them to make sure that she didn’t interfere.

The pressure between her legs was incredible…

“Slowly, slowly, prettiness,” Gearon whispered. “Relax, my lovely...”

The pressure increased, and it hurt a little--and yet felt amazing.

The pressure grew and grew.

“The crown of it is almost inside your softness now,” Gearon whispered. “This is the most difficult part, dear Heather. Please relax for me, open for me, I beg.”

She gently bucked her hips forward, trying to help him along…

But it was no use.

For the moment, at least, the massive cock was stuck. He made a little thrust, and there was a sting of pain, but it didn’t feel like his cock-head had penetrated even a single millimeter further.

Gearon seemed patient, closing his eyes as if taking a moment to think.

But Heather could only let out a frustrated sob.

Gearon gently stroked her thigh. “We are not done, pretty. Do not worry… “

She sighed. “It’s too tight. If only we had more time… My Lord, I want it so badly--but forcing it more will hurt me.”

But Gearon wore a gentle smile on his sensuous lips. “The answer is right before me… and
behind
you, dear Heather,” he told her.

“What?” she asked. Just like a man, normally so direct, but gets cryptic at the worst possible time…

“I need you to present your splendid bottom to me,” he explained, reaching down to help her up. “We will change your orientation, yes?”

“Orientation? You want to doggy style me?” she asked.

Well, she HAD always liked that position best, to be honest. For pure satisfaction, in terms of… rubbing things… the right way during sex, she’d always found it most fulfilling. She felt a little guilty about that, as, after all, she wasn’t face-to-face with the guy, it wasn’t the classic missionary romantic version of intercourse.

But it felt pretty darn good.

She would miss seeing Gearon’s violet eyes and feeling his lips on hers during the lovemaking, but if it would help him get inside her…

She so needed him inside!

Gearon’s powerful arm pulled her up, and she quickly turned, rested her head and upper body on the cushioned couch, and “presented” her butt to him.

She couldn’t help but to wiggle her tush playfully for him…

That’s for you, my alien ass man
, she thought. She knew Gearon enjoyed her entire body, but he’d made no secret as to what his favorite curvy part was.

Then, Gearon stepped behind her…

She could feel the alien stud’s hands on her butt cheeks now, prying them apart, as if trying to expose her even further. He ran one hand up along her dripping slit, brushing the inner lips there, causing her to gasp.

He then continued up, probing at her butthole. Slick with her juices, one of his fingertips slid in, penetrating about an inch.

The sensation was unexpected, but not at all unpleasant.

Was THIS what he was going for?

Heather really hoped not! She needed him in her pussy so bad. Besides, she would
never
be able to take that monster of his back
there
, where she had limited experience and was very tight.

Suddenly, she felt the spongy head of his massive maleness slapping against her right ass cheek. There was a spot of warm wetness there… His pre-cum dabbing on her skin.

“My Lord,” she told him, “I know you love my splendid posterior, but let’s be careful which hole we… Ohhhhh!”

Then, the cockhead was poking lower, sliding over her clit before slipping up to prod at her pussy lips. It rubbed her there slightly, moving up and down her labia… She realized he had to be adjusting his “aim” with his hand.

She wriggled her hips in anticipation as she felt his hot flesh at the entrance to her body.

She didn’t have any snarky comments now for him, no more jokes or questions…

No… now she purred and hungered for him as another part of her brain took over, ancient and animal, the instinctual mind of a female in heat…

Suddenly, Gearon’s cock found its target. The optimum angle of approach… She could feel her outer lips being stretched apart again as it entered her.

His big, powerful hands gripped her waist hard… She could feel his nails digging into her skin a little as he slowly pushed his rampant maleness inside of her body.

He didn’t get very far.

Just inside her opening, the angry, fat head of the cock became stuck… lodged there.

Heather winced. There was a pressing, cutting sort of pain. Despite how wet she was, it just didn’t seem to want to go in any further—it was just
too damn wide.

“It’s no use, my Lord!” she sobbed. “I want you so badly, but my damn body is NOT cooperating.”

“I will talk to your body with my fingers, then,” Gearon soothed. “With the proper stimulation, we can get the muscles working…”

Bending over her, he reached down under her belly with one long, massive arm and touched her clit, sending a thrill of electric fire through her.

Even with the painful pressure of Gearon’s cock prying open the entrance to her pussy, his touch on her most sensitive bundle of nerves felt
very
good.

“Do not worry, beautiful Heather,” he told her. “Relax and simply allow it to happen.”

The Mekron Lord’s deft fingers were on her clit, massaging slowly, using her own overflowing dampness as lubricant.

She felt him take her clit between two fingers, pinching it gently while he rubbed the little nubbin between them.

Speeding up now, the perfect rhythm…

The tingling in her clitoris exploded in a warm outrush of pleasure that enveloped her entire body, waves of bliss shooting out through her limbs, down to her toes and fingertips.

“Ummmm!” she moaned.

Her back arched dramatically, her head lifted off the couch…

And inside of her, the muscles were spasming, too. Her pussy was clenching and squeezing of its own accord, as a torrent of fresh juices leaked out around Gearon’s spearing maleness.

The pleasure had overcome the pain and fear. The contractions of her vagina worked at the massive cockhead lodged within her, the muscular walls of her womanhood practically trying to swallow it, suck it into her deeper.

Gearon tightened his grasp on her hips, and pushed again, hard…

And sank in.

She felt the wide shaft slowly but steadily sinking into her body, impaling her, stirring her to lustful sensation even as the tremors of her first climax died down.

“This is bliss… beyond the heavens,” Gearon whispered huskily.

She could already feel him slowly thrusting in and out of her, building into a rhythm for a proper screwing.

She had never felt so full. The pleasure—and the pressure of the massive phallus inside her—were intense.

How much was inside? It couldn’t be the whole thing, that would rip her apart…

Even if it was “only” seven or eight inches inside her so far… It already felt like he was impaling her, inhabiting her entire body with his maleness, just taking her over.

And she was happy to completely surrender.

But now, he was picking up the pace. His hands gripped hard on the soft flesh of her waist and he began to thrust faster and faster.

Gearon pulled out of her, almost all the way… Leaving a sudden vacuum inside of her, an aching emptiness.

The, growling like a horny wolf, he slammed his cock back into her…

And bottomed out.

There was a sudden pain, and she whimpered. She knew he’d gotten it in absolutely as far as it could go. She realized he must be hitting her cervix… As he kept thrusting, she felt a dull ache deep within her.

But the pleasure overrode everything else.

The sheath of her pussy was so tight on his wide cock that, on every outstroke, she felt like he might turn her inside out.