#26

  My hands glide over her soft skin.

  I can feel her muscles tense and rex under my touch. I can even feel her heat and smell her sweet scent. It's intoxicating.

  As my hand glides over the softness of her back, the bulge on my shorts accidentally brushes against her. It felt so good that I pulled my shorts down my knees, freeing my cock before pressing it against her soft, round cheeks. I continue to put the sunscreen on her back while slowly rubbing my cock against her skin. It felt amazing!

  It seemed like she noticed what I was doing as I felt her shiver a little before she turned her head to the side and looked back, staring right at my rock-hard erection. A strange look on her face. In seconds, her face expressed puzzlement, shock, mischief, and something else that I couldn’t put my finger on.

  I would have felt ashamed- I know what I am doing was sexual harassment, not to mention, rubbing my cock against my friend’s mom, was surely not something any sane man would do. At least, that’s how my previous world sees it.

  But this world sees this differently.

  "S, so big!" she gasped in shock. "How can that be po—?!"

  The way Morgana looked at my erection was proof of that. There was no anger, no disgust, just curiosity, surprise, and hard-to-conceal lust. She even moved her bum as if trying to rub my length, causing it to leave a trail of wetness on her soft thigh until its further movement was blocked by two soft, round cheeks.

  The heat coming from that area felt good, so I left my rock-hard cock sandwiched between her amazing cheeks, pretending what I’m doing was not wrong.

  “I hope you don’t mind,” I said, rubbing my cock against her soft cheeks. “It got so tight in my shorts that I have to give it some air,”

  “O-of course, feel free to let it out. B, but how can that be so big? Rather, why did you become hard?”

  Is she really asking me that?

  Anyone can see the pure amazement in her eyes. And it made me proud. It seems the size of my dick surprised her. But I guess that’s natural. I’ve seen some of the pictures on the internet. Even those so-called biggest in the porn industry can barely reach half my size.

  Of course, I don’t know if I am the biggest in the world, but at the very least, these women have never seen a man as big as me. And every time I see their reactions upon seeing my dick never fails to make me feel good. Call it an ego boost.

  “Well, some amazing woman is making me touch her body, so of course I’m hard.”

  I move down her back and onto her ass cheeks, massaging them vigorously, pressing my fingers harder, and pulling them apart. Her body shuddered, and I turned both palms around and let them rub along inside the deep crack.

  “...amazing woman? You, you mean me?”

  “And who else besides you is here?”

  “...t, then, are you saying that the sight of me is what makes you so big? Is the sight of my body keeping that hard?” she said while rubbing her soft ass cheeks against my erection.

  She even rotated her hips towards my head at the same time. Now my cock rubbed her almost across her crotch, starting from her ass and ending up twitching between her sweaty thighs. She did this motion several more times, bringing greater sensations to my dick with each new movement.

  “Yes,” that came out more like a moan than a reply.

  She looks at me weirdly.

  “And I was not lying,” I said, recalling my sister. “I love your body. And here’s the proof of that,” rubbing my rock-hard dick against her soft, thighs.

  Morgana had the same expression as Sarah had when I told her that I liked her body. Her big, soft breasts, and even her ass. It always makes me feel like I’m a freak for liking them- which they never fail to assure me I am whenever they look at me like that.

  I don’t know why men think they are disgusting- yeah, I don’t have anything against a smaller, ftter chest. But I always believe that a woman’s breasts are like dreams for a man; the bigger, the better. And wider hips? Huge ass? Thick thighs? Well, they are great bonuses.

  But that’s for me.

  “Did I say something wrong?” I asked when I found Morgana looking at me strangely.

  “N, no! No. Of course not. Although I know you’re just saying it, hearing it is enough for me. Thank you…”

  “...it’s not just empty words…”

  “I know, I know… I believe you. Thank you,”

  She doesn’t look like she believed it.

  I rolled my eyes, deciding not to press my point. My sister was the same. Although she told me that she believed me, I know for sure she didn’t. Maybe a part of her did, but she was certainly still in doubt, or maybe in denial that a man would find her attractive.

  Anyway, she looked so happy, so might as well. Suddenly, I felt her warm hand wrapped around my cock. She held it curiously, fearfully, as if she were afraid that she would scare me away.

  “Do you mind if I touch you?”

  “You already did,”

  “I am sorry… It’s just…”

  “It’s fine. Feel free to touch,” I said, and she looked at me in excitement.

  I stepped back, giving her space to settle. She turns around and started kneeling on her heels, staring face to dick with me. She even moved closer, as if gravity had pulled her closer to my shaft.

  “It’s… It’s amazing,” she said. My erection towered above her, and she gazed up as if looking up at a skyscraper. “W, wow, I’ve never seen anything like it.”

  “Thank you,”

  She got her hands on the shaft and gave it a gentle lift. I tried to stifle my gasp as just that gentle touch sent a wave of fire throughout my body. Though it seems that encouraged her as her hand started becoming bolder, her fingers wrapped around my cock and started slowly rubbing my shaft, up and down.

  “It’s… It’s really big, hard…”

  “Is it that amazing?”

  “Y, yeah… my husband can’t even compare.”

  “You know it’s bad to say another man’s name when you’re with another.”

  “I, I am sorry.” She honestly apologized.

  That was just a joke. But it’s difficult to say I was joking now when she looks at me like that.

  She wrapped her hand on the bottom of my cock and slowly warmed up while stroking it carefully. It wasn’t much to warm up. It was already throbbing hot to the touch. A moment ter, I was already groaning.

  My hands moved, grabbing the sides of her face, and pulled her closer until my dick's entire length was leaning against her face. I saw her eyes widen, looking confused.

  I pulled my hips, grabbed the base of my dick, and aim the head to her lips. This made her realize what I was about to do, and she stopped me, grabbing my waist and looking at me, “Y, you’re going to put your dick into my mouth?!” she asked, surprised and confusion colored her expression.

  “Yes,” I said. “I can’t?”

  “Wa, wait. I’ve never done it before!”

  Now, that surprised me. It was surprising enough that I snapped out of the clouds of lust and looked at her. “You haven’t?”

  She shook her head. For real? Well, I guess it would be stupid to think that all women had done blow-jobs before in their lives. Some dislike it. I didn’t dwell on this strange irregurity, if that’s even what you call it, and look at her.

  “You won’t do it?” I tried not to sound demanding.

  After all, if she doesn’t want to do it, I won’t force her. It’s just, she said, she’s never done it before, rather than, I don’t want to do it. So, I was hoping she would.

  “You want me to put your dick in my mouth?” she asked.

  “Yes.”

  “You want me to give you a blowjob?”

  Again, I nodded.

  The fact that I wanted her to do something like that is probably both scary and exciting. I observed her expression; will she get angry? Upset? Disgusted? I don’t know. But if she showed even a small hint of revulsion against the idea of sucking my cock, I would stop her. This will probably just be a one-time thing. I will just fuck her and be done with it.

  As I was thinking, Morgana looked at me while nibbling her bottom lip.

  “Is that something you want? I mean, isn’t that disgusting for you?”

  “For me? Of course not. If you are down for it, I would be happy.”

  I was being sincere, but apparently, she still has doubts. I’m not sure what’s wrong with what I said. But she was looking at me with this strange, disbelieving eyes as if what I was saying was bullshit. She regarded me for a moment before she leaned in, lightly flicking her tongue against the tip.

  It was only for a moment, though, and she immediately pulled back her tongue as if she licked something hot, before once again she looked at me, staring right at my eyes. I looked at her, not knowing what she was trying to do. Is she tasting it? Is she testing how it would taste? At least, that’s what I thought. But then she opened her lips and asked, “That didn’t disgust you?”

  “Ha? What would?”

  “My tongue, in your penis. Licking.” She said.

  “No.” Now she lost me.

  “You want me to do this?” she asks again. The brush of her finger along the vein on the underside of my shaft has me shuddering. But I still don’t know why she was asking me that. If she didn’t want to do it, she would have just said no.

  “Why? Is that bad?”

  “No,” she replied. “I’m just making sure you want this,” she said, regaining a mature expression that seemed to say, “You wanted this, not me,” which made me confused even more. I wanted to ask what she meant by that, but before I could, her hold on my cock shifted as she dragged her fttened tongue from my base to my tip.

  I let out a small hiss, the erotic feeling of her tongue making me already want to come.

  Her face looked so beautiful, so angelic as she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of my cock, then kissed it again while her upturned eyes investigated my face. Her wistful, hungry look told me this was what she wanted.

  I still don’t understand why she was hesitating before when she seemed to like doing this. I didn’t even ask her, but as our eyes met, she opened her mouth and got the head inside her. I could not help but moan from the pressure of her soft lips, it was fucking amazing!

  Morgana’s eyes lit with my response, and she greedily sucked my cock, pushing it further into the depths of her mouth, going halfway down my fat shaft till it stretched her up fully. It was clear that she was hungry for meat.

  “Fuck!” I groaned, my hand tangling into her hair.

  I held on limply as she started bobbing her head up and down my length, taking more inside her with every push forward. I could feel bumping the back of her throat, my balls drawing up at the sound of her gargling and the cmpdown of her muscles on me.

  She shifted onto her knees, tilting her head back and taking me down further into him. The tightness of her throat has my chest heaving.

  It wasn’t just the fact that she was blowing me that made this entire thing so amazing, but the way I had this fucking beautiful woman under my thumb, pleasing me as if I was her master. I reached down and grabbed her breasts, soft and delicate. I rubbed my fingers across her nipples, sharp like the point of a knife.

  I then moved to her head and raked my fingers through her hair. My dick sank into her mouth again and the intense pleasure almost made me tumble over.

  “Ah, that’s it,” I said, and couldn’t deal with her long, slow motion.

  I got hold of her neck and aided her bobbing movement. It made her smile as my shaft went missing down her tight throat. But just as I was to pull and let her breathe, I suddenly felt a strong suction, like she was trying to swallow me whole.

  “Wa, wait, you’re sucking so strong!” I hiss, fighting the urge to explode right then and there as her talented tongue swirls and dances along my cock. It was fucking good!!

  But she didn’t stop. She didn’t even slow down and took me deep, bringing up her hand to fondle my balls. I can feel them tightening in her palm. Her jaws made suction-like movements as she sucked me, her tongue swirling, her teeth nibbling, and her lips pressing.

  I was in heaven.

  Just as I thought that- her hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the floor, supporting my entire weight with my ass and legs. I couldn't believe how strong this woman was. She carried me like I weighed a feather. She didn’t even look bothered at all as she started moving my body as if I were just a sex toy she was using. Felting.

  I’ve never been manhandled like this before, and fuck if it’s not so damn satisfying.

  I wrapped my legs around her neck to adjust my bance, my hands holding her head for support while her hot, wet mouth continued its magic on my cock, her tongue swirling, her teeth nibbling, and her lips pressing.

  I could feel the tightening in my stomach, the twitching of my balls, that undeniable urge to cum, could feel the white-hot fmes of desire about to erupt, and I wanted to suppress it, make it st. But then I wanted to cum so desperately...

  I started moving my hips, thrusting my cock in her mouth as if I was fucking a damn pussy. A mouth pussy. She looks at me. Her upturned eyes did a number of pulling my strings. Drool spills out around her stretched lips, dripping down her cheeks from each side. The erotic sight undid me. I came.

  I reached down and fisted my fingers into her curly hair, pulling her face harder and pushing my cock deeper into her mouth, moaning in absolute pleasure.

  *spurt* *spurt*

  A thick amount of semen traveled down Morgana’s throat as she gulped everything without leaving a single drop. My eyes almost rolled at the back of my head, as I threw my head back, screaming at the tops of my lungs, cumming so hard that I spurted more and more creamy juices down her throat.

  Within a second her cheeks got so bloated, my cock slipped from her mouth, and to her surprise, she got bsted again. Cum spshed across her face, covering her eyes. I felt like she had just sucked my soul out and I almost fell to the floor. Fortunately, she managed to support me on time- again with just a single hand, on my back.

  Morgana was covered in a sticky, dripping mess. The chunks were already spilled all over her chest. At the same time, her cheeks were bloated. But her eyes were radiating with incredible excitement and happiness as she looked at me with gentle, loving looks.

  With chewing sounds as if she was savoring the taste of my semen in her mouth, she gently pced me on the nearby sink, where I immediately slumped, my back leaning on the mirror, and I was breathing hard.

  I stared at her messy face and grinned. She was gulping everything inside her mouth. She even started scooping the cum from her face and chest and licked them off her fingers.

  “And you were so hesitant before,” I said, grinning.

  She looks at me, “I was hesitant, not for me, but for you.” She said before leaning forward and kissing me gently.

  I could taste myself, but I am not that prude to pull away in disgust just because I could taste my cum right out of a woman’s lips when she just sucked me to heaven. I twist my hands into her hair, bringing her closer as our kisses deepen.

  Suddenly, she pulls away with a sly smirk before grabbing my thighs and spreading them wide.

  I groaned as she grabbed my cock, still sensitive from the earlier explosion, dragging her fttened tongue from my base to my tip, cleaning me. I let out a small hiss before turning to loud moans.

  “What do you mean, for me?” I asked, remembering our previous conversation.

  I looked down and stared at her. Our eyes met. I wondered what she was thinking when she said, "Why? That is a strange question. Isn’t this something men don’t like to do? I mean, isn't that rather shameful and dirty to put your dick where food goes?"

  “That’s a strange belief. Is that why you were hesitating a while ago?”

  “I don’t want to creep you out or disgust you.” She replied honestly. “Men who know that their partner wanted to suck a man’s dick is seen like a creep, a filthy woman. Some men even believe that women putting dicks into their mouths is like saying, you’re my food, scaring them. While others believe this is not safe and unhygienic.”

  Is that how it is?

  “I thought this was a common thing to do with how good you are. Are you sure this is the first time you’ve done this?”

  “It is,” she said. “But I’ve practiced a couple of times.”

  “Practiced?”

  Morgana grinned, “You don’t know what women would do if you left them alone, you know.”

  I chuckled, “Is that so?” I said while I watched her stroking my cock as she kisses my inner thigh. Goosebumps erupt across my skin, the soft brush of her lips causing my cock to jerk in her grasp.

  “Still, this is amazing.” She excimed, her eyes wide with genuine shock. “You’re still hard, despite cumming so much. Not only do you cum a lot more than other men, but you can also do it twice? Are you really human?”

  The astonishment in her voice was unmistakable, mirrored clearly in the way she scrutinized my body. She simply couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her hands gripped my cock harder than before, fingers trembling—not from fear, but from the overwhelming sense that something fundamental had just unraveled.

  “Well, you gotta believe it,” I said, smirking.

  “This doesn’t make sense,” she whispered under her breath, more to herself than to me.

  “Does it need to make sense?”

  She looks at me, surprised. She paused for a moment before her lips curved upwards, “Indeed, does it need to make sense?” she chuckled before dipping down again, her hot mouth engulfing my balls this time.