Casual encounters
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There she was, simply stunned, arms limp, eyes wide open, as her body kneels in simple awe. Her mind still processing how was this possible, how could exist something like that…
He towered her at least 50 times, even sitting as he was, the strong musky scent of him wake her from her zoning, making her stare at the pulsing bulge, growing behind a stretching fabric of a huge pair of boxers. The elastic fibers pulled back, trying to contain the growing erection.
“…That is a good look for you down there… let’s have a closer look”
The deep voice echoed for her, as the massive hand reach for her. She still thinks this is a dream, even as the hand pushes her back and grabs her by the leg like a rag doll, lifting her closer to his face.
“This size fits you better, to be my special plaything”
He whispers to her, making her skin crawl and her screams to stop.
“When I saw you shrinking down, I knew I had to own you”
Leaving aside his rather creepy cup of wine, to slowly drag his boxers, revealing a massive erection and a smirk on his face
“look what you did to me now, its time you take responsibility for this”
He said, pursing his lips with his tongue, dropping her on his chest and watching her slowly slide down, while he opens his mouth and pulls out his tongue, letting a long glistening drop of drool fall on top of her, making her lose her grip and fall into the boxers where she is immediately pressed between the fabric and the raging hard-on…
The entrance closes, her senses are bombarded with the strong scent of sweat, saliva, and his musk, her body feels the heat of his body, and the pulse of his heartbeat, she can hear him grunt as he toches her whole body as he rubs her against the hard and hot shaft. Yet she is not scared, she is aroused, she dreamed with this kind of fantasies, she liked this, she simply let herself go, enjoying being his toy, finding a way to grind her hips against him.
It was rough, it hard, it was exciting, lustful, impossible, her head felted light until she could no longer hold, cumming hard, long and loud, before fading away.
Casual encounters are not that strange, especially in this kind of convention, which made her wonder…
“Would he come to next Sizecon?”The measure of a dream is neither how big it seems nor how long have you dream it… but how much are you willing to do to achieve it
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@dr-tol Dude…
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@olo what?.. I know, I know, my English is not that good X3
The measure of a dream is neither how big it seems nor how long have you dream it… but how much are you willing to do to achieve it
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@dr-tol said in Casual encounters:
@olo what?.. I know, I know, my English is not that good X3
I just thought your post was stupendous. I wish I could borrow your toy.
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@olo oh, lmao sorry, glad you like my stuff XD
She helps a lot as a model XD
