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Nameless

By: distorria



Maula loves to sleep. She loves to remove herself from the pettiness of life and drift away in dreams. Dreams are better because they are never boring like life usually is. She dreams of blood, death, chaos. When she wakes she is always disappointed to find the world still exists. She goes on and hopes she will live to see it pass on.

As she stripped off her clothes she glanced in the mirror across the room. She looks at herself for a moment and then dismisses what she sees. Maula was impressive looking but she didn't seem to know this. 5′11 of frail gothic beauty. Skin so white it made a redhead seemed tan. She avoided the sun for years to get this pale and still wasn't satisfied. Her body was slender with breasts a bit large for her frame. A full head of ass length silky black hair. Her face was small with pretty dainty features that was unusually expressive. Typically twisted in a angry scowl and covered in thick messy makeup.

Tonight she sank into bed with a sign of relief. Finally she could be alone in her head. Kinda shitty she has to be alone in bed, but she could not be anything but distant to most people. They disgusted her with their idiocy. She laid down on the cool satin sheets. They were blood red and felt like water against her skin. Her skin enjoyed the coldness and her nipples hardened. Lust creeps up on you, like pain. She found herself with that lovely itch between her legs that just demanded to be satisfied. Her hand involuntarily slid across her stomach and caressed the pale flesh. Her belly was soft and concave. Her hands moved to her breasts and she massaged them. The nipples were hard beneath her greedy hands.

She couldn't help one hand from creeping to her cunt. As she begin exploring her cunt the smell of her pussy made her even more aroused. She slid two fingers inside her pussy and cried out. Fingers thrust harder and rose her hips in time.

Then the door bell rang.

This was at such a horrible time, so she threw on a robe and stomped to the door intending to rip whoever it was a new asshole. She opened it and was thrown off to see someone from the goth club she went to occasionally. She didn't know his name but they had had some good conversations. He was attractive in a skinny awkward kind of way. She could image him a dress. She was baffled as what to do when she noticed him checking her out. Her robe had come untied and she was completely nude in the front. 'Fuck it, why not?' she thought then she pulled him in the apartment by the belt. She dragged him to the bedroom and shoved him down on the bed.

They fought to get off his pants and then she marveled at his cock size. He was much bigger than he looked in his tight black pants. She licked the side of his cock and then took it in her mouth. the taste of his member was delicious. He writhed and moaned and thrust his hips at her. This was too much and her gag reflex kicked in. She choked but managed to take it all. He rode her mouth but she got tired of that quickly and she spat him out. He looked surprised but grateful when she climbed on top of his crotch. She put him in and started to ride. He pounded her cunt and she slammed back. harder and harder until there was almost more pain than pleasure. maula screamed and grinded down on his huge cock. While she came she ripped her nails down his pale chest. The scratches wept blood but neither cared.

Their philosophy was simple: Anything goes. Any position possible, and any hole possible. They took turns causing extremes of pain and pleasure. He took random objects and slid them inside of her dripping hole. She had a strap on underneath her bed and she rammed his ass until he begged her to stop. In revenge he rammed hers until she made a nasty mess while coming violently.

All that mattered was fucking. Anal, oral, vaginal. Which is what they did for the rest of the night until they both simply collapsed from exhaustion. They laid beside each other and just stared at one another. His back and chest were covered in gory scratches and the sheets were soaked in blood, shit, cum, and piss.

A thought made her laugh. She grinned and asked one thing which had been on her mind, "What the hell is your name?"

Nameless



How I found myself in this situation is beyond me. Well, maybe I know, but I don't like to admit it. As much as you might think it's impossible, I still have pride. There is still something in me that keeps me from thinking back to all the paths I took on my road here.

Yes, I was a bad girl. So bad that my parents didn't know what to do with me. I fought and screamed and did all the things they told me not to, all the while knowing that I was hurting myself. When I reached an age I knew they couldn't hold me, I ran. I ran fast, I ran hard and I didn't stop. I'm still running to this day, and as I run I do the things I have to do to survive.

I see him looking at me as he drives slowly by. Hesitantly he stops and the passenger windows roll down.

"Hey there, need a ride?" he says , unsure of himself and the situation.

I keep walking but slow my pace as I shift my bag from one shoulder to another.

"Hmm, do I look like I need help? Am I a damsel in distress for you to save?" I say mockingly as I approach his car. It's not a fancy car and I know I should just keep walking because I don't want to have to pay in the only way I can for this ride.

"you do look like you could use a ride, I usually don't pick up strange women in the middle of the night, but it's supposed to snow and you look cold and tired." he says meekly.

"Ok, so long as you know that I'm just taking a ride and nothing more." I open the door of the sedan and swing my bag onto the floor of the passenger seat as I sit inside. I resign myself to what I am going to do and I'm actually ok with it.

"So, where are you going?" he asks as he puts the car into drive and slowly drives down the dark road.

"I don't know, where are we going?" I ask warily as I slump back into the seat. The car is warm and it takes me a minute to warm up after being out in the cold for so long.

"Well, I was just heading home after work, but I'll take you where ever you need to go, within reason." he says, stifling a yawn.

"I was just heading south, I don't really have a place in mind. So you can just take me as far as you're going and drop me off on a main road. I'll make my way from there." What I really wanted to say was take me to your place so I can have a hot shower and a warm place to sleep, but I just couldn't bring myself to it. Damn my pride.

"You're not seriously going to walk out in this are you? There's a bad storm on the way , look it's already starting to snow." He was surprised.

"I don't really have anyplace to go, so I guess that will have to do." I reach down and pull my bag onto my lap, unzipping it and rifling through, trying to look nonchalant.

"Well, I don't know, I think maybe you could come back to my place and crash on the couch for the night, you really look like you need some sleep."

Finally! I mean, he took long enough to offer and I jumped at it, but not too obviously. I was really willing to do whatever he wanted so I could sleep and get warm and clean.

We pulled up to his apartment building 10 minutes later and I followed him to a second floor apartment. When we go inside I can tell he's a bachelor. The place is sparsely furnished and none too clean, but I'd been worse places and looking a the sofa I sighed in delight. It was big and comfy looking, if not a little old and worn out. I followed him into the room and set my bag in the corner as I took off my insufficient winter jacket and thin gloves. My hands had thawed out and were starting to burn and sting .

"Make yourself comfortable while I get some extra blankets and a pillow for you. If you want to shower the bathroom is the first door on your right down the hall and there are towels in the closet in there." He was quiet and a bit shy as he went to the hall closet and started pulling out the bedding for the couch.

I made my way to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. Even after two years on the streets I still look decent. I am only 20 and even with the hard living it hadn't been enough to take the youthfulness out of my cheeks and put the hardness in my eyes that I had seen in other girls I'd run into. Maybe it was because I never really sold my body. I didn't walk the streets and use myself up like other girls. And I had stopped drinking and doing drugs only a few months after I had run away. I had seen myself falling into that endless spiral that will catch you and drag you down, and just like I refused to live under my fathers rule, I refused to live under the rule of drugs and alcohol.

I slowly undressed as I looked at myself in the full length mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Yes, I had kept some semblance of attractiveness. Life on the streets doesn't make putting on weight an option and all the walking I did kept my body lean in the right places but also nice and plump in the other right places.

I knew I was going to fuck this guy that picked me up. Hell I didn't even know his name, but I had no other way to pay him back for his kindness and so I would give my body to him for the night. It's not like I wouldn't enjoy it too, I hoped anyway.

Naked I leaned in and turned on the shower, letting the water run until it was hot. I stepped in and let the steaming water wash away two days worth of grime. I washed myself thoroughly, lingering over my pussy. I wanted to get myself excited and ready, just in case this guy moved quickly, at least I wanted to enjoy myself. I used his shampoo and things to clean myself all the while going back to stroke at my clit. I rubbed and pinched my nipples and was soon my pussy was dripping wet.

I took a nice long shower and by the time I was done I was close to cumming. I stepped out and rubbed myself down with a nice fluffy towel from his linen closet. Then with just the towel wrapped around me I stepped out into the hall. I was breathing heavy a little from all the rubbing on my clit and I was looking forward to the time he and I would have tonight.

Walking into the living room I saw him sitting in a chair watching TV.

"Hi there" I said as I stood before him, still damp from the shower. I let the towel hang open a little in the front, giving him a peek of my flat stomach and the curly hair that covered my wet throbbing pussy.

"Wow, hi." he said breathlessly as he looked up at me, my dark hair gleaming wet and my skin flushed to show my excitement.

"So, I was in the shower trying to think of a way that I could pay you back for your kindness, and I don't have any money really and I only know of one way to show you how much I appreciate your help." I slowly let the towel swing open, exposing my full breasts. My nipples are rock hard and sticking out, the cool air of the apartment made my skin ripple with gooseflesh.

He stood quickly and took a step toward me, his eyes scanning slowly up and down my naked body. I drop the towel and take a step closer to him, to show him that it was ok, that this is what I want.

"You don't have to, you know." he said as he took a step closer. "You're welcome to sleep here for the night and you don't really have to, though... I want to." 

I could tell he wanted to, and a smile touched my lips as I looked down to see a nice sized lump rising in his pants. My hand found it's way to that lump as I stepped closer and looked up at his face. Not a bad looking guy really, nice brown eyes. I press my tits against his chest as my hand strokes slowly over his swollen cock. Leaning my head in I planted a soft kiss on his neck.

His hesitation ended with that and his hands came up to slowly stroke my ass and up along my back to my shoulders. He looked me in the eyes and I smiled warmly as he leaned in closer to kiss me. My legs trembled slightly as he kissed my lips softly, his hands exploring my back and my round ass.

Realizing that I was exhausted he took my arms and slowly led me to the couch, gently guiding me to sit. Getting to his knees he leaned over and again started kissing me, his hand coming up to rest lightly on my breast. Stroking me softly I moan as his kiss intensifies, his hand gently plucking at my nipple. He breaks the kiss with me and moves his head down to my breasts, licking lavishly at them, sucking at the nipples. His hands squeeze them together as he licks and sucks at my nipples, gently biting.

I moan and spread my legs. He's leaning over me and I wrap my legs around his waist. He's still fully clothed and as I reach to try to pull his shirt over his head he stops me.

"Not yet, let me do what I need to do first, then you can do with me as you will." he said. That makes me slightly nervous, but my legs are quivery and my pussy is soaked and he's pushing me back on the couch as he kisses down my stomach toward my pussy. He spreads my legs wider and his face hovers over my pussy. I can feel his breath puffing against my wet lips and it drives me wild. He starts planting soft kisses along my pussy lips, gently nipping and licking at them, avoiding my clit.

He moans as he tastes me, he is breathing fast and he licks more aggressively and finally his lips and tongue find my clit. I gasp as he laps at it, using his fingers to pull back the hood. My back arches and my hands go to the back of his head pulling his face into my pussy. He knows what he's doing and I'm very glad at that moment that I decided to accept the ride when he offered.

He licks at my clit relentlessly and I feel my orgasm building. My hips rock instinctively and my hands go to my tits. I pinch and twist my nipples as I cum, crying out wordlessly as my orgasm rocks my body. He doesn't stop and keeps lapping at me until I beg him to stop, it's just too intense. Reaching down I grab his hair and pull is face up to mine, kissing and licking at his wet mouth. He kisses me aggressively, his body wedged between my legs. My legs wrap around him and I grind my dripping pussy against his hard cock, still straining against his khaki pants.

"Fuck me please" I whimper as he kisses my neck and grinds hard against me.

My hands fumble down and try to unbutton those damn pants. I growl under my breath with frustration and he chuckles as he knocks my hands lightly away to undo them. My juices have smeared the front of them and I push him back and rise off of the sofa. Grabbing the front of his shirt I pull him to his feet and turn him so I can push him onto the couch. He looks at me, his eyes smoldering as I drop to my knees in front of him and release his cock. He lifts slightly and I pull his pants down revealing the most incredible cock I have ever seen. I gasp as I wrap my hand around the thick shaft, licking my lips hungrily as I dive onto it with my ready mouth.

At this point I'm in such a frenzy I don't try to slow myself, all I know is that I want his cock inside of me, be it my mouth or my pussy, I just need it now. I look up at him as I suck at it frantically, my tongue working up and down the shaft as I take it deep into my mouth.

He's gasping and entwining his hand in my hair as I work it quickly up and down.

"Wait, I don't want to cum yet, I want to be in your sweet pussy." He pulls my head back by my hair, my lips make a popping sound and I whimper as his cock comes free of my mouth.

He pushes me back onto the floor roughly and positions himself between my legs. His cock twitching and throbbing as he rubs the sensitive head against my dripping wet pussy lips and then my clit. I gasp as he slides quickly and deeply inside of me, as deep as he can get. I gasp, his cock is perfectly nestled inside of me, just large enough to fill me fully but not hurt me. He starts to thrust in and out of me at a nice steady pace and I pant and moan and tell him how perfect his cock is for me. My hips move against his as he leans over to kiss me as he fucks me deeply. I wrap my legs around him and pull up against him, shifting my hips to help his cock enter even deeper. I can feel an orgasm building inside of me as my clit is stimulated by our frantic fucking.

My lips lock with his and my arms reach around and pull his body against me as I cum on his hard pumping cock. My orgasm makes my pussy suck at him and he lets out a loud moan as he shoots his cum inside of me. I can feel his cock throbbing and twitching each time he spurts and I shiver and keep fucking at that wonderful cock.

Our fucking slows and I pant , catching my breath as he still hovers over me.

"Come, sleep with me in my bed tonight." He says as he slides out of me and helps me to my feet. 

I follow him to his room, climbing into his warm bed next to him, and he wraps his arms around me and holds me close as I fall asleep.

The next morning I wake in the early hours of the morning, I roll over to look at him as he sleep peacefully. Stifling a sob I leave the bed to relieve myself in the bathroom. Seeing this man who has treated me so well hurts me. I know I can't stay and though I long to have someone in my life who I can care about and who cares about me, staying is not an option.

After I use the bathroom I check back in to see if he's still sleeping. He looks so peaceful as I quietly close the door. In the kitchen I find a pen and a notepad, and after I dress I write a note for him. I pack my things, look around the apartment with longing in my heart and then take my bag and leave quietly.

When my mystery man wakes an hour later he finds nothing out of place except the folded bedding that was left on the couch neatly. My note lays on the table and he reads:

"I'm sorry I didn't stay, but as always I must keep moving. You made me feel so wonderful and treated me with so much tenderness and respect that I honestly didn't want to leave. I hope you're not angry I didn't wait until you woke before I left, but I just couldn't bare to say goodbye.

Maybe I'll stop back by someday. Until then, know that you were a perfect gentleman and have given me a small sliver of hope that maybe the world is not so awful after all.

Thank you,

D"

As I looked at the man who pulled to the side of the road, I knew that my luck wasn't as good this time as it was the last. I also knew I couldn't bare to pay my way tonight as I had last night. I waved him away and kept walking in the snow, thinking about the man who made me feel so normal. And I didn't even know his name.



Nameless



"You, young girl, come over here," a pale white man calls to me from the window of his pickup truck.

Growing up in the Deep South, I've learned my lessons about who I am and what I'm supposed to do. I turn ever so sweetly and walk to his car door. The sun beats down on my brown skin which is only partially covered by my tube top sun dress.

"Where you headed," he says leaning on his hairy arm, "maybe I can drop you somewhere?"

"No I'm fine," I say starting to walk away.

"Oh I know you're fine," he says with a wink, "but can't a man try and get to know you."

I don't know what it is, but he seems sweet. There is something very light in his cornfield blue eyes even though age has wrinkled his skin around the mouth and forehead. I walk around the car and take a seat on the passenger's side. He smiles pleased at me as he starts up the engine.

"So how old are you anyways?"

"I'm eighteen," I say looking out the window at the town fading in the background.

"Wow, I thought you'd be older. I'm forty-nine, I hope that doesn't bother you," he responds turning down the path that leads to the beach.

I hadn't placed him close to fifty, but I did know that he was older than me. He is handsome in his own way and I kind of trust his intent toward me. His hand slides to my leg and for the first time in my life, I feel like a woman.

He stops at the beach and I spring from the car full of life and hopeful for the time I'm spending with him. He isn't like the younger guys at my school and he certainly has a different feel from the black guys that are constantly staring at me. I know what I'm doing is taboo on so many levels, but I'm feeling more alive as he walks slowly behind me along the nearly empty beach.

"You are really beautiful," he says just behind me.

"You aren't too bad yourself," I answer shyly.

"So where were you going today?" He asks as I lead him up toward the waves.

"To see a friend," I admit standing just beyond the water now.

"A boyfriend?" He asks me sheepishly.

"No, just a friend, why are you jealous?"

"A little," he says wrapping warm arms around me.

"Well I'm here now."

I dip my foot into the water. On a hot day like today, there is no better treat then to have a cool dip. I strip my dress off and it seems to shock him. Nude except for my panties I wade into the water. He stares at my overdeveloped brown breasts as I turn and plead with him to join me. A moment of hesitation and he starts to strip his shirt off over his head.

The water is cool and warm at the same time as we move out to where my feet barely touch the bottom. His hands touch mine and I grab his fingertips in response. There are tingles despite our differences. His hands surround my bare waist and he pulls me close to him.

"I knew it when I saw you," he says running his lips against my neck, "you are special."

He is saying the right things. He is being passionate and I wonder if it is his age shining through. I've always been one to ask the hard questions. I lean up to meet his lips with mine. His lips are soft and even in the water, our skin tones mixing together painting a clear picture of what is yet to come. He lifts me, panties and all, to his waist and I can feel the bulge that I've created. The water sloshes around us as he settles underneath me. Pulling my panties aside he places himself at my opening. I'm wet for him and he knows it as he leaves gentle kisses around my collarbone and ear.

He enters me. It isn't rushed like my first time and I can't appreciate every inch sliding inside me. Harder and bigger than I expected he wades into me ignoring the water and sloshing into me instead. I moan as he holds me up gripping my ass with deep passion. We stare in each other's eyes. For a moment we are completely different and the same. I swallow him in passion as he moves inch by inch out again. I'm shaking and I'm surprised he hasn't let me go. Weightless in the water, I feel like my movements add a thousand pounds. I can't breathe. I can't grasp the thing that is building just below my belly. I explode. I explode into the first orgasm of my life. He doesn't wait much longer and discharges himself inside me. Breathless he lets me go and I can barely find my feet.

"Don't leave me," he says with wandering eyes.

"It is just the beginning," I tell him.

Voices shout at us from the shore. A policeman is beckoning us in land. I'm scared. He says he will protect me, I don't even know his name.



Nameless



She's standing in the middle of the room. He pulls the knot tight at the base of her neck, the velvety material stretching across her eyes. She can feel the cloth catching hold of her eyelashes. She keeps her eyes closed. Everything is dark. Everything is quiet. 

She strains her ears for a hint of what he is doing. Patience keeps her rooted to the spot, her hands hang by her side. She is naked except for the makeshift blindfold. For a moment, she feels unsure of herself. But she trusts him, and wills herself to relax. Deep breaths. In and out. She becomes more attuned to the silence. 

She feels his warmth before she feels the touch on her cheek. She allows herself to sway slightly into his palm, breathing in his scent. Slowly, lightly, he traces her body: light touches on her neck and arms. The pads of his fingers feel comforting and teasing on her breast and tummy. 

As his fingers trace to her thighs, she spreads her legs shoulder width apart - giving him access to all of herself. 

Today, he seems to be in a teasing mood. Every touch is gentle and light. Unexpectedly, his mouth closes on her nipple. She catches her breath. But even his mouth is gentle. She wants to beg for more, but she doesn't make a sound.

As his mouth teases her nipple, his hand reaches up for the other breast. He gently strokes her breast, getting closer and closer to the center. Finally, he pinches that nipple: lightly rolls it between his fingers. She whimpers. More. 

Hearing the desperation in her breath, he bites down lightly on the nipple in his mouth. She gasps. The fingers on her other breast have become rougher, pulling and pinching. His other hand teases between her legs, just barely touching her thighs. In the darkness, she can focus. In the darkness, she can let go. 

Her hands move from her sides to his head. She laces her fingers through his hair, squeezing. It's getting harder to stand straight. Her pelvis is moving slightly, searching out his hand. He continues this torture long enough for her to think that it will never stop. Then, with one last bite at her nipple, he comes up, facing her. 

Both hands are now pulling on her breasts. He tugs. She steps forward. Their mouths meet for a kiss. He is chaste, but she moans into the kiss as he continues teasing her nipples. 

Carefully, he steps back, pulling her along. She can't see, but she knows that they are getting closer to the couch. It's hard to tell in the dark where in the room they are, and how many of the small, timid steps she will need to take to get where he is going. All she can focus on is the blissful mix of pain and pleasure coming from her breasts. 

Finally, it seams like they've arrived. His hands leave her breast. He grabs on to her hair at the base of her neck, bringing her in for a kiss. His tongue gently tastes her lips. Her nipples buzz with the lack of touch.

She feels a gentle pressure, pushing her down. She smiles into the kiss, and slowly kneels. Her knee finds a pillow at the base of the couch. She settles in comfortably. She hears him sit on the couch in front of her, legs on either side of her. 

Today, he is in control. She lets him push her hands together at the small of her back. Rope isn't necessary. It is clear that he wants her to keep them there. He guides her face to his crotch. Her mouth is slightly open, and when she feels the head of his penis on her lips, she licks it with her tongue. His little gasp is all the encouragement she needs. 

Her tongue swirls around his head, making it slick with saliva. Carefully, she takes the head between her lips, sucking gently. The head pops into her mouth. She flicks her tongue on the underside. He is sensitive there, and gasps quietly. She bobs her head a bit, letting the ridge slide in and out of her mouth. 

She wants to cup his whole length, but her hands are clasped behind her. Instead, she moves her mouth to the base of his penis, and licks with broad strokes to the tip. She can feel him twitching, his breath is getting faster. 

She licks her lips, and after a few more teasing flicks of her tongue on his tip, she takes him in her mouth as deep as she can. He groans and can't quiet stop himself from bucking his hips up. He holds him in her mouth for a moment, letting him adjust to the feeling, and then slowly starts moving her head up and down. It is a dreadfully teasing pace, she knows, but turnabout is fair play. 

He lets her have her fun, enjoys the teasing pace, and then buries his hand in her hair. Careful not to push too hard, he takes control of the rhythm. She focuses on suction, occasionally flicking her tongue as he lets her come up for air. 

He speeds up, the rhythm becoming more and more desperate. She can feel that he is close. She hums approval, hoping to push him over the edge. But instead, with a throaty moan, he stops. Shaking a little from the strain of self control, he pulls her up on his lap. 

For the first time that night, his fingers find her wetness. He isn't teasing any more. He mouth on her breast, his fingers stretch her out. She's moaning as he gets her ready. She knows exactly what's coming, and needs it, wants it, too. 

When she can comfortably take two of his fingers, she hears him putting on the condom. Her hands, no longer clasped behind her back, reach out to steady herself on his shoulders. Together, they align themselves. Slowly, she sinks onto his lap, taking him in. She is tight, and the stretching is immensely satisfying. Finally, he is fully inside her. They both breath deeply, and she rests her head on his shoulder as she gets used to the intrusion. 

His hands reach up to her breasts again, and as he rolls her nipples, she gasps and rolls her hips in response. She can feel him reaching for something on the couch, but mostly she is lost in the sensations. Then, she feels the sharp pinch of the clamp on her right nipple. The sound of pleasure comes from deep inside: she can't hold back. Her pelvis seems to be moving on its own.

Her world narrows to him and her chest as she feels him attaching the second clamp to her left nipple. It's exquisite torture. As she moves up and down on his length, the clamps sway, pulling on her nipples. She can't focus, can't think straight. Her fingers dig into his shoulders. Her back arches. She throws her head back, her mouth is hanging open. 

Even through this bliss, she can feel that he won't last long. And she loves it. She loves that even helpless as she is, blind and wild with pleasure, she can have that effect on him.

They are both breathless, frantic. She angles her torso, and she feels him hit that spot. Her breasts are swaying wildly now. He is gasping and moaning with her. 

And though the gasps and whimpers she hears "Please..."

She knows what he wants. But she waits a moment, enjoying the power. Enjoying hearing him doing all he can to control himself. It's beautiful. The sounds he makes. 

"May I?" he asks again.

This time, she doesn't make him wait. "Yes."

The word sends him into a frenzy. He's bucking his hips, and she's matching every stroke. She feels him shudder. Bury himself inside her. She rolls her hips a little as she feels him pulse inside her. Both of them are gasping for breath, holding on for dear life. After a few moments, she feels him relax, his body melting, all his muscles relaxing. 

She leans back slightly, carefully untying the blindfold. When she can see again, she meets his eyes. He has a slightly glaze expression on his face. She leans down and kisses his forehead, his nose, and then his lips. "Nice?" she asks. 

He mumbles out something barely decipherable as "nice". She chuckles. It's rare to seem him lose the power of speech. Gently, she removes the clamps, and rolls off of him. 

Side by side, they sit for a while, holding on to each other.



Nameless Breeding Slut



 All characters are eighteen years of age or older. Please comment and let me know what you think of the story. Thanks for reading!

***

Jason sat at the hotel bar and ordered a drink, not sure how many he would have before going home. Work had been tedious and long that day, and he wanted to delay going to his house. He dreaded having to explain to his wife why he missed dinner time. He sat with his first drink, considering making it the first of many, knowing he had money for a bus ride home. 

He ran his hand through his dark hair, sighed, and took a drink. As he did, murmurs started throughout the bar, mostly coming from the tables behind him. Wanting to know what the commotion was about, he turned to check the entrance way.

Entering the room was a woman. This woman wasn't ordinary. This woman wasn't regular. This woman wasn't domestic. The woman who entered the room was a vision of exotic perfection.

Jason's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as the raven haired beauty walked in. He didn't think voluptuous was a sufficient enough adjective to describe the vexing vixen, and he struggled to comprehend the crazy curves she possessed.

Clad in a skin tight black dress, the exaggerated hourglass on the gorgeous girl boggled Jason's mind. Her legs were long and toned, leading up to a round bubble butt. Her rear end stuck out behind her radically, and her dress barely covered the ass lobes. Her curves came in at her thin waist, but expanded again at her terribly terrific chest.

The two outrageously large breasts the woman supported were impossible and impeccable. The volume and magnitude of her boobs could not be over stated, as they were more substantial than Jason thought breasts ever could be. The symmetrical roundness and perky lift they maintained was unbelievable, especially when Jason noticed she was missing a particular undergarment. 

The outline of her perfectly shaped nipples strained the thin material of her dress, evidence of her lack of bra. Jason and everyone in the hotel bar could basically see her naked chest. Jason guessed bras may not exist for tits as huge as hers. He knew there certainly couldn't be enough letters in the alphabet to accommodate this woman's cup size.

Upon her face were high cheek bones, lovely full ruby lips, and a small nose. Jason wandered on her bewitchingly beautiful green eyes, seemingly an endless deep of emerald. Her stunning skin was tan all over, wrapping her body in sexy smooth sheen. The girl was smiling, showing off her straight, white teeth as she moved.

With a mesmerizing sway, the woman headed to the bar. Her curves stretched, bounced, glided, and danced; all eyes in the room were on her confident stride. Some women sitting at the tables sounded a quiet noise of disgust as they watched her absurd body advance.

The fantastic female pulled out a seat next to Jason, and sat down. She rested her gratuitous chest watermelons on the bar, displaying her deep cleavage cavern proudly. The titanic tits sat unabashedly, their immensity shamelessly in view. The woman seemed to pay no attention to the stares she was getting, surely from dealing with a lifetime of such behavior from others. Jason could not stop himself from gazing at the enormous chest entities beside him.

"If I don't set my tits on the bar, I wouldn't be able to reach my drink," the lovely creature said to him, knowing Jason's thoughts.

Jason floundered as he was caught off guard, not expecting the blatant openness about her body.

"Th-Tha-That's not what I was thinking about," he lied poorly.

"Oh please, I can't go anywhere without everyone in the room staring at me. It's okay. You can relax. It doesn't bother me," the woman smirked, knowing she had caught him in a lie.

"Okay," Jason sheepishly responded, still uncomfortable.

He gulped down his drink nervously and motioned to the bartender for another. The man behind the bar poured a drink, but his eyes were focused on the huge rack to his left, rather than the glass. Jason had to stop him before the glass overflowed.

"Do you have a name, breast-gazer?" the woman asked with a playful tone.

"Jason," Jason responded, his face red as he stared at his drink.

"Why are you sitting alone?" she continued, sounding interested.

"Don't want to go home yet," he answered, trying not to look at her gorgeousness.

The woman nodded as if she understood and motioned to the bar tender. She asked for a drink as the man behind the bar promptly glued his eyes to the rack sitting on it. He asked her to repeat herself and eventually got her what she wanted. Jason and the mystery girl sat in silence for a moment, before she turned to him.

"I'm surprised a handsome man such as you has reasons to drink alone," she said, her stunning eyes flashing at him.

Jason didn't say a word. He didn't know if she was making fun of him or not. He just sat in silence as tension built around the two. He awkwardly asked for another drink and quickly downed it. 

Time passed as he kept drinking, but he kept silent. He could feel her eyes burning a hole through him. They maintained the quiet facade for fifteen minutes, pretending not to glance at the other every few seconds. Jason tried to distract himself by watching the small TV in the corner. It did not work.

Jason repeated his drink process a few more times, until he felt properly lubricated. He felt so daring in fact; he thought he should ask one thing before he left.

"Can I ask kind of a personal question?" Jason tested, tipping his toe in the water.

"Go ahead," the beautiful woman allowed.

"How did your...how did your chest grow so big?" he asked, his face turning red immediately.

The gorgeous girl flashed her brightly white teeth in a pretty smile. She gently extended her arm and rested a hand on Jason's wrist lightly. She leaned towards him, granting a view of her gratuitous cleavage. Her answer was whispered as if it were a secret.

"I wished really, really hard," she said with a wink.

Jason gave a small laugh and took a drink, leaving his glass empty. He motioned for another.

"So what occasion brings you to the bar, alone, today?" he inquired, feeling easy around her.

"I graduated today," she beamed proudly.

"Congratulations. What college?" he questioned, putting the glass to his lips.

A perplexed look crossed her pretty face, and her brow furrowed. This was the first time she looked anything other than in control and perfectly poised. After looking at Jason with confusion for a moment, she responded.

"I graduated from high school today," she corrected.

Jason's mind exploded as he heard the words, and dropped his glass onto the bar. It hit the bar loudly, spilling the remainder of his drink. The bartender grabbed a towel and started to clean up, then poured another drink in a new glass. Jason could not hide his look of utter shock.

"You graduated high school today?" he asked, flabbergasted.

"Yeah, I'm only eighteen. Why do you think I ordered soda?" she revealed, lifting her glass as if the fact were obvious the whole time.

Jason had no idea how an eighteen year old could have such an amazing body. There certainly was no woman who could compare to this barely legal girl. Jason recovered as best as possible from the shattering news, but he was obviously shaken.

"After graduation, most of my friends went to a party. I came here," the girl eased back into conversation.

"Why is that?" Jason quietly asked.

"My family is pretty wealthy and my future is set. I don't really need to have a career. Since I don't need to bother with college, I figured I should head out immediately and find a man to start a life with. That's why I sat next to you," she informed, her lips curling at the sides.

Jason's eyes widened when he realized the girl was hitting on him aggressively. His mind raced with dirty thoughts for a split second, and shook them away. He was happily married.

"Uh, sorry, I'm married," he said pointing to his wedding ring.

A small purr emanated from the young girl's throat and her sultry eyes gazed at him. She lowered her stare and softly bit her lower lip.

"I know," she darkly agreed.

Jason panicked. He scrambled for his wallet and pulled out all the money he had. Without counting, he left all the bills on the bar and got up. His head dizzy for a moment, a side effect of his drinks, he made his way to the hotel exit in long strides. He stopped when a lovely hand grabbed him from behind.

The girl from the bar tugged at him and was leading him where she wished. Feeling too fuzzy to pull away, he reluctantly followed her. They passed the hotel lobby and went down a hall way. Everything was happening too fast, and Jason just kept putting one foot in front of the other.

"Do you like having sex with your wife?" the woman leading him asked out of the blue.

"What?" he groggily managed.

"Answer the question," she pushed.

"I don't know. Sure," he answered, paying no mind to the privacy of his sex life.

"Stop lying to me," she sternly said, still pulling him down a path only she knew.

After one turn, the beautiful vision that was the eighteen year old stopped at a door in the hallway. She opened her clutch purse and pulled out a card key, still holding on to Jason with her other hand.

The girl flipped her raven hair and her pretty green eyes flashed back at Jason.

"I bet she makes you wear a condom," she predicted with a look of disgust.

Jason nodded in the affirmative, feeling like he shouldn't have betrayed the information.

"This is too fucking easy," the girl smirked.

After running the card key through, the enchanting dream girl opened her hotel room door. Jason was pulled into the dim room before he had the chance to protest emptily. The door closed behind him and his body was instantly warm.

Jason's body was pressed against an impossible female figure. The temptress held him against her, pressing her more than impressive chest between them. The chest pillows were incredibly pliable and mashed into his body. She must have been holding him incredibly tight; her breasts would have gotten in the way of him being so close to her form.

The girl turned her body against him and pushed her plump rear end onto his package. The two cheeks, thinly veiled by her dress fabric, caressed his bulge as she rolled her hips into him. Jason couldn't hold back, and his erection grew fully in his pants.

"Oh, you like my ample ass? I love how far it sticks out behind me. Don't you?" she toyed, feeling his growth between her lobes.

"I should go now," Jason said as he pulled away to leave.

Jason's momentum was used against him as his new companion swung him around and pushed him on the nearby bed.

In one swift motion, the eighteen year old goddess pulled off her thin, tightly-clad, black dress. Jason perceived the heavenly reveal in slow motion.

The dress rose over her first major curve, teasing her hips as her clean snatch appeared. The smooth slit was pink and perfect, looking invitingly warm. Jason's mind raced as he lusted for it.

The fabric released its hold of her full ass lobes, and the cheeks rippled slightly as they bounced free. Jason could see clearly that the sides of her ass cheeks were visible from her front. She was gifted with a truly spectacular rear end.

More flesh appeared as the dress went up, revealing her tight body. Her tummy was lean and fit, with a perfectly small navel. Her toned stomach was sexier than any supermodel's that Jason had seen.

Only a small portion of her mid-section could be seen due to the eclipsing effect of the teenager's prized asset. Jason inhaled as his eyes were treated.

The dress pulled up and over the two absolutely obscene teenaged tits, finally displayed in all their glory. The funbags looked heavy and full, but were as perky as a teenager's breasts should be. Her Hershey kiss shaped nipples were a light rosy shade, and her areolas were round as a circle. The outrageous rack stretched out for more than two feet in front of her, and Jason thought that was a conservative estimate.

The most perfect breasts to ever exist were in front of Jason, and they were more beautiful than anything he ever imagined.

Before Jason could react and recover from his rough landing, the seductress was upon him, tearing off his collared shirt. When his muscled top-half was exposed, she tore his belt away and started unbuttoning his slacks.

"Are you real? Does that body really exist?" Jason asked, actually questioning his sanity.

His questions were left unanswered as he was relieved of his boxers and pants, letting free his manhood. The girl's sultry demeanor was interrupted when his member flopped into the open. Her eyes stared blankly and her jaw dropped.

"...What!?" she exclaimed in surprise.

Jason craned his neck to see what caused her declaration. He saw her staring at his cock, seemingly confused. Her brow rose and her expression was that of shock and awe.

"Is this your dick?" she questioned in disbelief.

Jason only nodded in response.

"This is the fucking longest dick I have ever seen. It's more than a god damn foot long! How the fuck did you get a penis so enormous?" she honestly asked, eyeing the tool.

Jason could feel his already hard member become more rigid at her amazement.

"This is the most absurd cock I have ever seen. I didn't know dicks got so big. This thing is fatter than my forearm!" she examined, amazed at Jason's penile girth.

The impressed girl took the mighty mast in her hand and stroked it a few times. Jason flinched as she touched him, pings of pleasure covering his genitals. The girl flipped her hair and lowered her face down to the large log. Jason's engorged head was near her lips, and he could feel her breath. She flashed her pretty green eyes up at him and smiled.

The eighteen year old pushed her ruby lips past his head, inviting the member into her warm mouth. Jason gasped as her descent on his shaft brought more of him into her wet oral cavity. She wetly swallowed the impressive dick, until it hit the back of her throat. Right as Jason thought she could fit it in no further; she shoved her lips past the last inches and formed a seal at his base.

"How the fuck can you get my entire dick in your mouth?!" Jason excitedly asked, loving the tight seal she had on him.

The teenager answered by sucking his cock, creating a tight suction. Her eyes became red and welled with tears as his throbbing head scratched the back of her throat. Her skill was unmatched, and she was going to prove it.

The young slut slipped up the colonnade with blurring speed, and plummeted back down, engulfing the prick quickly.

"OH GOD!" Jason elatedly sounded.

The teenager he met less than an hour ago was giving him a blow job better than he ever could have imagined. She coated the cock with her saliva, making it slippery and wet. She teased the underside of the shaft with her tongue as she stuffed it in and out of her mouth. She moved up and down the dick with furious intent, sucking intensely. The head punched the back of her throat as she worked, causing her gags to send vibrations of pleasure through the mast.

Jason felt as if he couldn't feel better, and his partner swooped under his cock. She gripped the shaft and jerked it while her mouth made its way to a big, round testicle. She sucked on the heavy orb and teased it with her tongue, savoring the salty flavor. She moved her efforts to the next ball, sucking more intensely.

"I've never had my balls sucked! You are incredible," Jason complimented, basking in the pleasure of having his nut sack polished.

The nameless girl continued her blow job, licking and sucking appropriately. She periodically would return to Jason's ball sack to treat him with a tongue bath. His ecstasy was immense, and he could not hold back forever.

Before he mentioned he was close to finishing, the teenager pulled away from his throbbing member. She straightened her back and sat her gorgeously grotesque globes on his thighs. The chesticles were warm, and she inched them closer to Jason's cock.

Jason gasped as the funbags encased his entire penis, wrapping him in warm perfection.

"Oh my fucking god. OH FUCK!" he shouted as the girl started bouncing her titties slowly.

"Do you love it? Do you love having that fat dick stuck between my giant knockers?" the titty-fucking girl asked.

"It feels so damn good!" Jason answered as her softness surrounded his prick.

"Your wife can't titty-fuck you, can she?" Jason's partner asked, moving up and down his member.

"No! Her chest is so fucking small! She has no tits!" Jason complained.

Jason's partner pressed her tits together firmly and juggled them around his nearly bursting cock. The soft and bountiful flesh drowned his entire dick, imprisoning him her monster mammaries. She felt every throb and every jolt sent through the turgid dick as she bounced the big breasts violently. The slut wanted nothing more than to bring her man to orgasm with her insane titties.

Her nipples blurred as the speed of her titty juggle increased, racing toward the end of Jason's limit. She kneaded her orbs upward, desperately trying to coax the semen from his penis. It wouldn't be long before she succeeded.

Jason felt pressure building down below, and his muscles began to lock. His cum was boiling in his balls, begging for release. His already diamond-hard dick stiffened, a warning of his impending climax.

"Are you going to cum, baby? Are you going to blow a massive load for me? Are you going to reward me with a truly huge fountain of jizz? That would make me so hot," the newly graduated girl devilishly smiled.

"I am! I can't hold my load back! Your tits feel too fucking awesome!" Jason shouted as her breast cage brought him to his pinnacle.

Jason's broad head popped out from underneath the cavernous cleavage, swollen to the breaking point. The young woman he met less than an hour ago vigorously rubbed her breast velvet around his shaft. The unbelievable texture coaxed Jason's jizz.

"I'M CUMMING!" he bellowed.

The girl whose name Jason did not know smiled, just in time to catch the first long and thick rope of cum fired from the turgid tool. The forceful jet splattered across her lower face, coating it in pearly fluid.

Jason's second shot was bigger than the first, and cannoned on to his partner's forehead and face. His first two shots covered her face completely, and he was nowhere near done.

Pulling it from her tit cage, Jason's new slut jerked his cock as he spurted out streams of spunk on the shelf-like rack in front of him. His waves of semen coated each tit, pumps of juice firing at each great globe. Splashes of his seed painted the sexy young girl, a true masterpiece once finished. The girl kept grinning the whole time she was covered.

Jason collapsed on the bed when he was spent, the best orgasm of his life taking the wind from him.

"I've never seen so much cum! You messed me up, hunk. Look at me. I'm drenched in your spunk. That was a juggernaut jugger-nut. You baptized me in cum," the nameless girl delightedly observed.

Jason looked at the girl he had blanketed with ejaculate. His white sperm dripped from her face to her chest, a beautiful waterfall of cum. His eyes widened as he watched the unbelievable show that began.

The girl scraped the viscous cum from her breasts with her hands, and licked her fingers clean of the sperm. She licked her lips, getting another mouthful of thick spunk. Her fingers ran down her face, cleaning it of cum after several swipes, and she swallowed all of the delicious love juice she collected.

Jason was amazed with the enthusiasm the young woman drank his cum with. She sensually indulged in his seed, loving the taste and texture. Her show took time due to the volume of jism coating her, but eventually she was clean. Her skin was left with a slight glisten.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 02



All characters are eighteen years of age or older. This is a sequel to my story "Nameless Breeding Slut." If you haven't read it, check it out. Thank you for reading and please comment.

*****

Jason froze in the doorway, not expecting what was behind when he answered the knock. He didn't hide his flabbergasted expression as he stared at the figure waiting on his porch. He gawked at the insanely and mind bogglingly hot girl standing on his porch.

The girl he had cheated on his wife with the night before was standing in from of him, in front of his house, smiling widely. Jason didn't notice her smile at first though, because the first thing everyone noticed about this particular teenager was impossible to overlook.

The girl's tits were fucking gigantic. The breasts weren't big in the sense that they needed a custom-made bra to hold their weight; they were huge in the sense that Jason was sure there was no bra that could handle them. The baps she possessed were unbelievably colossal. The round knockers stretched out for feet in front of her, and her big bubble butt acted as a counterweight. Even if she were to tip over, her immense chesticles would cushion the fall and prevent her face from ever hitting the ground.

Jason had seen these tits naked. He had touched their lovely flesh and sucked on their rosy nipples. But he was still floored by their size and shape. Jason took extra pause this moment because he had made a miscalculation.

Last night, Jason had been drinking at the hotel bar. He had become well lubricated while he was there, and his perception was a little fuzzy. Jason was shocked at this particular moment, because the miscalculation he made was about the size of his secret lover's boobs.

They were undoubtedly bigger than he had estimated the night before. His drunken haze must have threw him off, because the girl in front of him was sporting two tits EVEN LARGER than the already impossible juggs he thought she had. The fun bags too enormous for a bra were even huger than he previously knew.

The boobs shouldn't have been natural, but they were. He verified with his own fingers and mouth. Her mammaries were of back-breaking size, and the slut shamelessly and confidently carried them. 

Most people would consider her preposterous chest gross and disgusting. Most men couldn't handle a girl whose breasts accounted for most of her body weight. But Jason's penis grew to an instant erection as he gazed at the raven haired girl whose name he did not know. Her unprecedented rack was perfect.

She was a vision of perfection in her blue sundress, which revealed a vast valley of cleavage. The thin material threatened to rip open, her prodigious boobs desperately wanting to break free. Wearing no bra of course, he could see the outline of her perfect nipples straining the fabric of her clothing.

"What are you doing here?" Jason accused weakly, his throat dry.

"Hi, stud," she simply greeted, her words dripping with honey.

Jason worriedly looked around, checking for wandering eyes, and made a rash decision.

"Stop standing there! Get inside!" he blurted out.

The girl accepted the invitation and took a few long strides into Jason's house. Jason double checked outside, just to be sure no neighbors saw him invite her into his home, and shut the door. He turned to the girl and stepped over to her, flustered and confused.

"Why are you here? Why do you know where I live? You are in my fucking house!" Jason's voice became increasingly elevated.

The dark haired beauty flashed her pretty green eyes at him and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Your wife is away on business, right?" she said to him, smiling as if her unannounced visit was completely appropriate.

"Yes. That isn't the point. How did you know that?" he quizzed.

"I come from money, remember? We have ways of getting information," she informed.

Jason's mind raced. He couldn't be sure how much she had found out about him. His wife left earlier that morning for work and this girl already knew. It bothered him, but not as much as it should have. Even though he was confused, his erection was still raging in his pants. The gorgeous girl pressed her tremendous breasts on him and looked up to his eyes.

"I can't stay. I have some errands to run. I just wanted to see you before," she said, giving his firm butt a squeeze.

Jason made a grunt of surprise.

"Before? Before what?" he asked, trying to not to let on how much he loved her touch.

The nameless girl passed him and headed towards the door. Jason smelled her wonderful scent, the smell having a calming effect to him. His secret lover turned to speak, her voice becoming more serious.

"I told you who I am, Jason. I'm your breeding slut. I've chosen you. I told you I would be there anytime you needed your balls drained. I promised to provide you with young sluts, and today you are meeting the first. I called my friend and she will be here soon. I told her how...gifted you are," she said in a sultry tone, eyeing his package.

Jason just stared blankly. 

"I'll see you again soon, but I have to make some arrangements. Have fun today. You will love her," the girl winked.

The girl whose name Jason did not know opened the door and left, her round ass bouncing as she walked away. Jason stood there, staring at the door, unsure if the encounter he just had actually happened.

***

Not even half an hour had passed when Jason heard another knock on his front door. His heart jumped into his throat, and he abruptly stood up from the couch in his living room. He nearly broke a sweat wondering what might be beyond his front door. Surely it was the friend the girl mentioned. 

He thought that maybe it wasn't the friend his previous visitor was talking about. It could be a neighbor or door to door salesman. Maybe he had been sitting on the couch worrying about nothing.

Jason cleared his throat and walked to his home's entrance, placing his nervous hand on the door knob. When he opened the door and saw what was behind it, he knew he had everything to worry about.

There was a girl standing in front of him. More appropriately, there was a complete knockout standing in front of him. Jason's mouth hung ajar as he stared at this girl's gorgeousness.

Her shining blonde locks draped past her shoulders, framing one of the most striking and beautiful faces Jason had ever seen. Her lips were full and nose small, and the bluest of eyes were looking up at him. Jason didn't notice her stare immediately, because the rest of her body demanded his attention.

This blonde girl possessed a body that would turn the head of a priest.

Jason stared at long legs, smooth, toned, and exposed all the way to the thigh, just below her butt. A tiny mini skirt was plastered to her plump ass, pulled so tightly it threatened to rip away. The bottom curve of her hourglass came in at her waist, thin and tight with a flat stomach. 

Then Jason's gaze took in her ridiculous rack.

Two giant globes were stuffed into a seemingly painted on light green tube top. The article of clothing rose just above her perfectly round nipples, leaving a valley of cleavage in which to be lost. Jason knew her nipples were round because they indecently pointed through her top's poorly concealing material. These breasts sat high and proud on the girl's chest, their huge size being surpassed only by Jason's nameless mystery girl.

Jason had no idea how this young girl didn't tip over. Her frame was tiny but her knockers were stupidly enormous. It must have been her thick bubble butt that balanced her body. Jason studied the fantastic rear end as the girl walked past him and into his home without invitation.

Jason snapped back to reality after realizing he had no idea who this person was, he only knew that she was unbelievably sexy.

"Who are you?" he gulped.

As the girl turned, her huge tits jiggled and she flashed an award-winning smile.

"Layla," she bubbled, giving a wave of her hand and tilt of her head.

Jason just stared blankly. She didn't seem fazed.

"She said you might be surprised! It's okay, I promise I'm super friendly," she assured in a sing-song tone.

Jason was dumbfounded and silent.

"She didn't say you were mute! It's okay! Relax!" Layla insisted with a giggle.

The sizzling and sexy girl shifted her weight from her heels to her tip toes, the innocent gesture causing totally inappropriate bouncing of her tremendously disproportionate curves. She kept looking at Jason, and tried to get him to respond.

"Don't be so nervous. It's not like we're going on a date. There's no pressure," Layla explained in a jovial tone.

Jason relaxed instantly. When he was approached in the bar last night, he instantly got the vibe of his mystery girl. Something sinister and predatory was in her movements and voice. On a subconscious level, he knew her intent. He thought any friend of his nameless slut would be evilly corrupting by association. 

Contrarily, the atmosphere around this girl was sweet and comfortable, not that of a sex-crazed seductress. Maybe she wasn't here to seduce him. Maybe Layla wasn't interested in married men. His slut must have made a miscalculation about this girl, or maybe she just wanted him to meet someone she considered a friend. Maybe he was worried about nothing.

"She?" Jason pretended to not know.

"Oh, stop being silly. You know who," Layla said with pep and perk.

Layla stepped further into the living room and stopped at the couch. She slowly sat down on the cushions, her body making pleasing curves. Jason was sure her skirt would tear as she bent, allowing that heart-shaped ass to spring free. When it didn't he felt disappointed, but shook those thoughts from his mind. Even though he made a mistake last night, he was still married.

"It nice to meet a friend of...her...but this is my home. A girl that isn't my wife, alone with me, could look suspicious..," Jason voiced with concern.

"Don't be so nervous! Come, sit by me. I'll tell you about myself," Layla happily suggested, patting the cushion next to her.

Jason hesitantly walked over to the couch, and sat next to the friendly blonde. Her smile was incredibly warm and inviting, but Jason was focused on her no doubt warm and inviting cleavage. There was so much and he wanted to get lost in it. He shook his head to push away those thoughts as Layla started talking.

"I'm Layla. I am a good friend of our mutual one. I'm eighteen years old and I just graduated high school yesterday! Until then, I was a cheerleader for four years and class president. I also love to dabble in gymnastics when I can...though I am not very good," she said in one breath.

Jason imagined her hot body squeezed into form fitted gymnast wear, twirling and jumping around. Her breasts must be the reason she couldn't be that good, he thought. That was way too much weight to carry and be as agile as required.

Jason also noticed Layla avoided using his mystery girl's name. She may have been instructed to keep it a secret. Before Jason had the time to shake away his thoughts and send this girl home, his mind focused on her admission of being eighteen.

"Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself, Jason?" Layla asked politely.

Jason was thrown off for a moment. He hadn't told her his name, but he knew she was told before she arrived. Calmed, but still cautious, he proceeded to converse with her.

"What do you want to know?" Jason eased in.

"Whatever you want to tell me!" Layla bubbled, disarming Jason's guard.

Jason felt at ease again. Something was so genuine about Layla, and her charisma had a soothing effect on him. She didn't seem to have an ulterior motive. Even though he shouldn't have a girl alone in his house, especially one that looked like Layla, he was comfortable.

"I don't know what to say," he hesitated, "Do you know anything about me already?"

Layla started listing what she knew as she counted on her fingers.

"I know you are married. You sometimes like to hang out in hotel bars. And you have a very nice home," Layla observed around the living room.

Jason liked this girl. She was so nice and, by her tone, obviously not interested in him sexually. This girl understood he was too old for her and she was too young for him, he thought. Her conversation was normal and Jason didn't appreciate anything more at the moment. Except maybe her giant tits at which he kept glancing.

"Tell me more about you," he asked, thinking it would distract him from her bust.

"I just acquired a new hobby! Well, a job really. You could say it is a calling for the rest of my life," she shined.

"What makes it a calling?" Jason wondered.

"Because I love it. I love lots of things. I love gymnastics. It kept me disciplined for so long. I love cheer leading. It made me realize I like working with others. I love cooking. I make the most delicious food. I love reading," she listed in a quick breath.

Jason listened to her list all of the things she loved. It was no more informing than a group of things she liked, but her demeanor was so pleasant he didn't mind. Then his heart stopped at the finish.

"...Oh! And my tits! Of all, I love my giant tits most! My breasts are so heavy I need J-cups to support these huge knockers, when I bother to wear a bra of course," Layla informed excitedly with a quick shake of her bountiful bosom.

This girl delivered her words with such earnest glee and pep, Jason was caught off-guard by the mentioning of her more than big baps. Jason was mesmerized by the jiggling of the breasts before him. Layla was wearing no bra, and waves rippled through her great globes pleasingly as they swayed. Jason wanted to feel them in his hands.

"I love my ass too. It is so bubbly and round. The shape is so perfectly curved. I loved my flat tummy and my long, toned legs. I just love my whole body. It is so sexy and it turns me on!" Layla praised herself, her tone carefree as ever.

Jason was stunned. He was looking up and down Layla's incredible body as she was talking. Her cheerful delivery didn't make what she was saying any less dirty. Maybe it made it more so. His penis started growing in his pants, unable to deny his attraction any longer. Layla focused her blue eyes on him and continued to talk.

"I already know what you love. I know you love insanely big titties. Breasts way too huge for other men. I know you love girls too young for you. Barely legal sluts who want to choke on your fat cock. I know you love big, beautiful asses. The kind that can't help but jiggle and sway if a light breeze picks up," she rightly accused in her unwavering glee.

Jason stared, wide-eyed, his pulse racing as he listened to the true things Layla said.

"I know you have an enormous cock. I know you ejaculate like a stallion. It's good I know all of these things because it helps me with my calling, which I love more than anything I told you about," she told him as she put her hand on his thigh.

Layla leaned closely to Jason, and her cavern of cleavage threatened to fall from her top. Her lips were an inch away from his ear and his mind went ablaze with desire.

"What is your calling?" he gulped.

Like a cat before the pounce, Layla smirked.

"Being your breeding slut, honey. My purpose now is to take your cum anywhere and everywhere on and in my body. Especially if you are emptying your balls in my fertile womb. Especially if you are putting your seed in my belly," she whispered into his ear.

Layla placed her hand tenderly on Jason's crotch and felt his immensity. Inhaling as she confirmed the dick was huge, she slowly unbuttoned his pants. Jason was too enamored to protest and let her release his engorged member.

Jason's tool flopped from his pants into the open, and Layla yelped in impressed surprise. The penis was hard and stood more than a foot tall, hoping to reach the sky. It pulsed as the gorgeous girl stared at it, taking in the vascular detail which made her mouth water.

"I couldn't imagine a better dick than this," the teen said, beaming with joy.

Not taking her eyes off Jason's manhood, Layla pulled down his pants until he was completely free of them, and she returned to sit next to him. Jason felt the slight touch of her finger tips as she began lifting his shirt from his body, and pulled it over his head. Jason's fit body sat naked on his couch, not able to speak against the sexy teenager. He was in some sort of trance, allowing the buxom blonde to undress him.

Layla stood up from the couch slowly, allowing Jason to follow the curves of her body, and she stepped in front of him. She stood over his lap, looking down at him.

"You want to see what's underneath my clothing, don't you?" she spoke softly, tenderly tracing the inside of her thighs.

Jason couldn't speak. Fire pumped through his veins and he just stared up at Layla, hoping she could read his mind.

With a knowing smirk, Layla hooked her thumbs inside the top of her tight mini skirt, and lazily pulled it down. The article of clothing struggled, clinging to her skin and reluctant to release it to the open air, but it fought a losing battle. The bottom half of Layla's hourglass revealed itself as the skirt fell in a heap around her feet.

Jason's eyes widened as he looked upon her pink and clean pussy, which was perfectly shaped and no doubt warm. Even from her front, he could see two round ass cheeks jutting out from behind her. Her toned tummy was barely visible, her green tube top covering everything above her navel. The top was also tasked with concealing her giant globes, and seemingly failing. The fabric strained as Layla pushed her chest forward and gave her hooters a hard squeeze through her top, demonstrating their pliability. 

"If you can produce a bead of pre-cum for me, I'll take off my top. I'm not gonna help. I won't touch. Neither can you. You have to do it all by yourself, baby. Then I'll show you these big tits," she challenged with another squeeze.

Jason watched as one of Layla's lovely hands traced the curves of her body until it stopped in front of her clean snatch. Jason's pulse sped up as he met Layla's gaze.

Layla extended her fingers onto her clit, and began rubbing in steady circles.

"Oh, I just love touching myself. It feels so good. I can't wait for you to feel this good too," she teased, her eyes closing as she continued rubbing.

Jason exhaled forcefully as the tension in his lungs released. Sexual pressure was building inside him, becoming harder to contain with each passing second. He looked up at the blonde bombshell as she increased the speed of her clit playing. She let out tiny gasps of pleasure as her hips rolled into her hand, pressing her clit tightly to her fingers. The masturbating girl in front of Jason caused his cock to grow more rigid, getting closer to revealing his pre-cum.

"You can do it, baby. Just one bead of pre-cum. Come on. Don't I turn you on?" she rhetorically asked, her fingers slipping on her wet cunt.

Jason's was throbbing so intensely it bordered on painful. Layla touched herself more purposefully, moaning as she flicked at her clit. The naked man below her gripped the couch with his hands, pressure inside him becoming unbearable.

A small bead of pre-cum escaped the tip of his penis.

"There it is," Layla approved, ceasing her masturbation.

The teen grabbed the bottom of her tube top and swiftly pulled it up from her pale skin. The clinging cloth caught underneath the overhang of Layla's colossal tits and lifted them as she pulled up her top. With a final tug, Layla brought her top over her mountainous mammaries, freeing them into view. Jason inhaled audibly as the unreasonably prodigious breasts fell.

Layla's huge boobs fell free, exposing her round and pink nipples to the air. Their enormity in size and weight caused bouncing of epic proportions as they desperately tried to settle from their fall. Waves went through the obscene orbs side to side and up and down, rippling through the vast valley of chest fat. Eventually, the chest spheres calmed, but Layla defied them by giving them a good shake. They swayed unbelievably again, making Jason harder than diamond.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 02



"Here they are. Aren't they positively obnoxious? There is no use for breasts this big. They are pure excess. I absolutely love them," Layla cheerfully stated, her trademark glee undiminished.

Jason wondered at the mammary marvels. Despite being unnecessarily humongous, the tits sat high on Layla's chest, sticking out with amazing perk. Her perfectly round nipples were hard, and looked in need of sucking.

Layla gave the man no longer to stare in awe. She took to her knees in front of him, placing her face mere inches away from his rigid prick. She peered at the pillar, taking in the great size of the tool. It was thicker than Layla ever imagined, and she certainly didn't think a man could possess a dick longer than a foot. But Jason did. 

Her eyes descended to the rest of his package, his sack looking heavy and full. His clean sack carried inside two giant balls, no doubt filled with seed that Layla desired so passionately.

"Ohmigod! This dick is so fucking wide! I bet it is so delicious," she marveled.

Layla's gorgeous face descended slowly, stopping when Jason could feel her breath on his manhood. The busty blonde studied his mighty mast with amazement, the sight of the pillar making her salivate.

"I bet you are so tasty," Layla breathed, readying the plunge.

"Please..," Jason pleaded for her mouth.

Layla took pause, only for a swift moment, to peer up at him.

"Choke me," she challenged as she made her dive.

Layla's plump lips passed Jason's head and he entered her warm mouth.

"Oh fuck!" Jason gasped as he felt her descend on his pulsing prick.

Layla's plump lips passed inch after inch of Jason's length, not stopping until his entire turgid tool was securely in her warm mouth. The blonde forced his broad head into her throat, making no attempt to hold back her gagging. Jason's pleasure shot sky high as the teenager coughed on his member, and he grabbed a clump of her golden hair.

"Your mouth is incredible," Jason managed to vocalize, concentrating on the wet warmth in his lap.

Layla looked up at him, her eyes red and teary, and retreated back up his shaft. Jason shuddered as her tongue wiggled along the underside of his dick, sending a pleasing tickle through him. The buxom babe halted at the tip of his head, teasing her well-endowed man. Layla's body froze like a sexy statue, ceasing all of her pleasure giving, allowing the tension to build as she held the penis head in her mouth.

"Please," Jason said, "I need it. I need you."

The edges of Layla's lips curled, knowing he wanted her without thought of consequences, and she mercifully descended on his prick again.

"Oh god," Jason reveled, still holding on to her blonde hair.

Layla swallowed his cock, throwing it to the deep reaches of her throat and gagging greatly. Jason's dick was fulfilling the charge she gave it. The mighty mast choked Layla agonizingly and pleasurably, making her wet with desire. Layla's body squirmed under her, the task of suffocating on a massive phallus requiring great strength. Jason cried out as she moved her oral cavity on him, beginning to fuck him with her throat.

"That feels so fucking good. That feels too fucking good," Jason breathed, his climax rising in him.

Layla knew her work was good, and quickened the pace at which she slobbered on his cock. She felt the enormous dick harden, preparing to fire. Feeling the impending explosion, Layla gave a last lunge, taking the cock into her all the way to the base. At the last moment, before Jason crossed the precipice, she withdrew in a swift motion.

"No," Jason moaned, his ecstasy stolen from him.

"Don't worry, honey. You will thank me soon," Layla exasperated, coughing slightly and throat clearing in recovery.

Lifting their great weight with her hands, Layla placed her two bountiful breasts on Jason's thighs. He gawked at how heavily they rested on his lap, and fixated on the perky nipple of each tit. Layla inched them closer to his pulsing pole.

"This is my thanks for choking me so well," Layla said delightfully.

The girl took hold of the sides of her big boobs and mashed Jason's cock in between her cavernous cleavage.

Jason grabbed the couch in a death grip as the ecstasy of soft tit flesh surrounded his meat. Layla's breasts completely enveloped his dick, swallowing it into the depths of her velvety pillows. When he thought there was no greater feeling to ever exist, the blonde moved her watermelons up his shaft.

"Oh fuck! Your tits are so huge!" Jason complimented.

Layla moved her breasts down on him, her saliva acting as a suitable lubricant for her tit fucking.

"My tits are so huge, baby. My breasts are so inordinately immense. I don't ever want them to stop growing," Layla confessed, sliding her boobs up his cock again.

"They are still growing?" Jason asked, totally astounded.

Layla flashed a grin as she began a steady rhythm up and down his prick, squeezing it tightly as she did.

"Of course! Breasts that grow to be this gigantic hardly ever stop increasing in size. They will only get bigger. I promise," Layla assured, working her chest on him more quickly.

Jason's mind turned to his mystery girl for a split second. He wondered if her breasts would keep growing too. He hoped with all his might what Layla said was fact. He snapped back to the reality in front of him, unable to ignore the delightful sandwich Layla's baps created around his prick.

"I can't hold on much longer. Your breasts feel too awesome," Jason admitted, clenching his teeth.

Knowing her victory was close, Layla hurried her tit fucking. She moaned out loud as she felt Jason hardening in her cleavage, feeling every one of his veins against her breast flesh. His impending orgasm excited her, making her body hot. Layla teased her lover by looking up at him with big eyes and sticking out her lower lip in a false frown. 

"I told you I was super friendly. Do it, baby. I can't guzzle your cum if you don't blow your load. Will you do me a favor and make it extra thick for me? Please? Please let me guzzle your thick cum," the blonde bombshell begged.

Layla's soft breast prison slid up and down his length at blurring speed, desperately wanting to coax his cum. She alternated her fun bags on the cock and they shimmied their softness all around it. Her eyes locked on Jason's, daring him to reach his limit.

Jason arched his back, a wall of pleasure inside him about to give way. His balls boiled, readying to launch his load.

"Oh fuck. I'm gonna do it. LAYLA, I'M CUMMING!" Jason shouted as he reached his climax.

"I'm so thirsty! Cum in my mouth!" Layla gleefully commanded.

The blonde pushed her sinfully young breasts downward, revealing Jason's engorged head from her cleavage. She swiftly bent her neck low, parting her lips to envelope the swollen penis tip. Layla's wet and warm mouth caused a roar from Jason.

"DRINK MY CUM!" he bellowed.

The first viscous load cannoned from the huge cock and barreled to the back of Layla's throat. The force at which the torrent was released was more powerful than Layla had ever imagined, and she gagged on the phlegmy treat. Despite the difficulty, she kept an air-tight seal on his member as he fed her his load. 

Jason fired a second shot rocketing into the teen, it's sweet and salty flavor assaulting her tongue. Stream after stream blew into Layla's mouth, soon too full to keep it all in her cheeks. As Jason continued cumming, Layla gulped her delicious snack as fast as possible. She savored each spurt her lover gave.

Jason's ropes were numerous, and the seed he produced seemed never-ending. With a shout to the air, he gave a long, last pump of jizz into Layla's mouth. After a long and satisfying peak, Jason climbed down from his euphoria.

A small pause lingered. In post-climatic bliss, Jason looked down at Layla as she stared up at him. Her mouth was full of his spunk. 

The buxom blonde narrowed her eyes and sucked down a huge gulp of cum. The slurping sound excited Jason, as did the deep noise confirming Layla had swallowed her drink. Layla repeated this a few times, making sure she had completely finished drinking his cum. 

With a wide grin, Layla displayed that she had swallowed all of Jason's ejaculate. The blonde had made good on her cum guzzling promise. She purred with satisfaction.

"Your jizz is so thick. Just like a warm milkshake," she commented pleasantly.

Jason sighed as his prick waned. Layla was quick to act.

"NO!" she yelled, hopping onto his lap without warning.

"What?" Jason responded in surprise.

"No time to rest! You have to put that fucking tree trunk inside me!" Layla insisted.

The eighteen year old grabbed a gigantic globe and shoved her nipple in Jason's mouth.

The man closed his eyes as all his senses focused on Layla's perfect teat. The taste was sweet and Jason instinctively sucked, taking as much as he could into his mouth. He reached out with his tongue, flicking roughly.

"That's it. Suck on that nipple. Love my tit and get hard for me," Layla pleaded.

The man's dick immediately began to swell as he sucked on her nip. Layla squealed in delight as he flicked it with his tongue, teasing her perfectly. Layla pulled herself from his mouth, and quickly shoved her other fun bag in his face.

Practically suffocating him, her large breast covered his face. Jason found her lovely nipple and fixed his mouth on, sucking hard. Layla threw her head back in rapture, her long yellow locks flowing behind her back.

As Jason bit lightly on her sensitive nipple, Layla cried out in excitement. She could wait no longer.

The blonde stood abruptly and turned her curvy body until her plump and heart-shaped ass was in full view. She bent over, lowering her hips as she did, and Jason got a view of her tiny asshole. Layla hovered her pussy right above Jason's pulsing pillar. 

"Oh yes," Jason whispered, knowing what was coming.

Layla positioned her hips, rested her hot entrance at Jason's engorged tip, and took the most ill-advised plunge of her life. The teenager forced her body down, sheathing more than a foot of dick in her pussy in a split-second. In one moment, Jason's cock was throbbing uncontrollably in the open air, and in the next, it was totally engulfed inside Layla's impossibly tight cunt. 

For a frozen moment, Layla's eyes burst open, and her mouth hung agape. Her body didn't register the full consequence of her action. She was still as a sculpture.

Then it hit her.

Layla's pretty face contorted in unfiltered agony. Jason's head punched her cervix, sending pain through her entire being.

"OHHH FUUCCKK! THAT HURRTTS! IT FUCKING HURTS!" Layla screamed into the air.

The thick trunk inside Layla bullied her vagina, stretching it beyond belief, reaching depths she didn't think possible. Her body squirmed upwards, trying to escape the punishing pole, but her cunt was too tightly locked. Her lips were gripping Jason's dick-base inescapably. Uncontrollable quivers ran through her sexy legs.

"YOU'RE SPLITTING ME IN HALF WITH YOUR GIANT SCHLONG, MISTER WIDE-COCK!" Layla happily lamented.

"Your cunt is so fucking tight!" Jason reveled, loving his warm and wet home.

In defiance of her overwhelming pain, Layla rolled her hips in Jason's lap.

"Yes! Fuck me with your teenaged cunt!" Jason approved, grabbing two handfuls of her pronounced posterior.

Layla obliged by simultaneously slipping up and down his shaft while rolling her hips in circles. Jason groped her ass flesh roughly as it bounced to and fro in his hands.

"Your cock is so crazily humongous. My legs are fucking numb, baby," Layla revealed, loving her man's immense instrument.

Rushing signals of elation carried through Jason's body as she worked his dick expertly. Layla grew more and more accustomed to his enormous size, and her pain slowly flourished into rapture. The teen's gallop picked up pace, feverishly fucking Jason's tool.

Jason thought the loud slapping sound echoing through the house was coming from Layla's thighs hitting his lap as she fucked him. When he discovered the truth, his dick became harder than ever before.

The rhythmic, thunderous clapping sounded from Layla's titanic titties.

Layla's incredibly fat tits were slapping each other as they bounced around on her chest. The obscenely large hooters crashed together, sending rippling waves though the pliable and elastic tissue. Their loud, hypnotic clapping made their immense size and heavy weight so apparent, it drove Jason wild.

"Turn around so I can see those huge chesticles hit each other," Jason said, taking a last long squeeze of Layla's jiggling ass cheeks.

In a deft motion, Layla swung one leg over Jason's lap, the other over his body, and spun around to face him, all while keeping his pillar inside her. The flexible girl amazed Jason and he attributed her limber body to years of cheer leading. Jason's grin widened as her vagina turned around on his shaft, the feeling incredibly good. Now facing him, she looked down at Jason as she continued bouncing on his dick. Jason focused on her recoiling chest.

"Shhh. Listen," Layla urged, her words oozing with lust.

Layla turned her eyes downward, staring at her chest.

Her tits collided forcefully and recoiled, echoing loudly.

"Slap. Slap. Slap," she whispered with a teasing grin.

"That is so fucking hot," Jason said, placing his hands on her hips.

"Is that what you wanted to see? My funbags hitting each other as they dance around and around? You like how my nipples spin in circles, baby?" she said through heavy breathing.

Layla hopped up and down on Jason's member, coating it in her wetness. Her lover stared at her chest as it continued springing in opposing circular motions, meeting to slap together in the middle. Jason could no longer resist them. His hands traversed the landscape of Layla's torso and reached to tame the beastly big boobs. His fingers sunk into the bountiful tit flesh as he groped roughly.

"Oh yes! Grab my beautifully vulgar titties. It drives me crazy," Layla encouraged.

Jason pushed his palms into her cushions, squeezing with serious intent. He mashed the globes together and pulled them apart, grabbing them any way he wished. Layla gasped in delight as he tweaked her hard nipples, twisting the pink protrusions. She shrieked in surprise when he pushed one into his mouth.

"I love it when you suck my titties. It makes me want to fuck so much harder," Layla revealed.

The teenager gyrated more quickly, her euphoria climbing to new heights. Just as the blonde's eyes lidded over in bliss, Jason grabbed her at the torso abruptly.

The man swiftly flipped his lover, bringing her back to the couch. The blonde's many curves jiggled wildly on impact with the cushions.

"Oh yes! Take charge. You must be so close," Layla giggled.

Jason rammed his hips into the teen, forcing her to grimace in sweet discomfort.

"Of course I'm close! Your tits are so inappropriately big. Your hair is so blindingly golden. Your legs are so long and sexy. Your ass is so bubbly and soft. Your asshole looks so tiny and perfect!" Jason loudly stated, pummeling his lover with his rod.

"You can fuck my tiny asshole! But only if you cum deep inside my pussy," Layla offered, her rapture getting closer.

"Oh fuck! I want to fuck your ass. If I cum inside your pussy...won't you get pregnant?" Jason quizzed, ramming the girl below him furiously.

"Fuck yes I will!" she cheered, the idea of being impregnated practically bringing her to the limit.

"I want to so badly..," Jason trailed off, still contemplating.

The married man plowed into Layla, hitting her cervix deeply. Through exasperated gasps and pleasurable squeals, the buxom blonde planned to convince him to cum inside her with the naughtiest of ideas.

"You bought this couch with your wife?" she asked, patting a cushion while taking his member expertly.

"Yes! She picked it out," Jason answered as he drove into the woman.

Layla's expression suddenly turned dark and pleasurably evil, while she placed her hands on his firm butt.

"She had no fucking idea she was picking out the couch her husband would be drilling an eighteen year old slut on. She was oblivious to the fact her husband would succumb to a tighter twat, plumper ass, and bigger boobs on this couch. That is why you have to cum inside me. She had no idea her husband would impregnate a young whore on its cushions. That is so fucking hot and you know it. Your wife chose the couch you are going to make me a mommy on!" Layla loudly revealed, grinning victoriously.

"I can't believe I'm gonna do this again!" Jason surrendered, his prick driving into her with blurring speed.

"Cum inside a teenaged twat? Impregnate an inappropriately young slut? You really can't believe you want to blow your load in a hot girl instead of your dumb wife? It's not hard to understand. It will feel amazing. Especially when we tell your wife you bred me on this couch," she wickedly informed.

"Can I really do it? Even though you know you're the second slut I've done this to? Can I cum inside you and knock you up?" he asked, verifying this dream-fuck.

"You never have to ask. Just blow your load. Blow it where it needs to go. I will take it," she affirmed while beaming.

Jason couldn't believe it. This teenaged slut just gave him permission to do what he wanted with her. She would take his cum no matter how he wanted to give it to her. He looked her in the eyes as he accepted the responsibility.

"Oh, it needs to go in your tight fucking cunt," Jason growled, close to the edge.

"Yes it does. I know, baby. I'm so ready to mother your children. Give me all of your high quality jizz. Shoot it all in my fertile cunt. Don't let me walk away without a womb full of seed," she dared.

"Layla, I'm going to blow my load. You're cunt is fucking amazing. I'm going to cum inside you," Jason said through clenched teeth, almost at climax.

Jason's massive mast pummeled Layla's narrow slit, ravenously driving into her. His thrusts were the quickest and harshest he had ever administered as cum boiled in his balls and wanted release. Layla's toes curled as her ultimate release came closer to fruition. She dug her fingers into Jason's back, pulling him closer. His thickness stretched her to the fullest and she couldn't hold back the tsunami of euphoria inside her.

"Don't let me leave with an empty womb. Fertilize my slutty eighteen year old body. PUMP ALL OF YOUR SPUNK INTO MY BELLY! BREED ME LIKE THE SLUT I AM! BREED ME LIKE A BIG BREASTED BITCH!" Layla almost screeched as she crossed the precipice.

"YOU DIRTY BITCH! I'M CUMMING SO HARD!" Jason roared as his orgasm hit him.

Jason's jizz fired violently inside his big-tittied lover. His big dick contracted tightly as wave after wave of semen shot into Layla, soaking her womb in seed. The blonde teenager felt each spurt cannon into her, happily accepting her impregnation as she came.

"THAT'S FUCKING IT! I'M BEING BRED BY A MARRIED MAN! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!" she yelled while orgasming even harder.

Layla had no idea an orgasm could be so overwhelming. Her body shook as pleasure in the purest form assaulted her senses. Her pussy constricted more tightly on her lover's cock the longer she came.

Warm, white, and thick streams of jism continued shooting into Layla. Jason was practically emptying a river of semen into the teenaged twat. Layla's cunt gripped the pulsing cock as it filled her with seed, breeding her young body.

"I'm getting so pregnant...so pregnant," Layla said to herself, riding the last waves of her summit.

Jason's last spurt of cum was long and hard, and he didn't leave his lover immediately after climbing down from his rapture. He stayed inside as his prick waned, not wanting to escape the confines of her lovely crevice. Both breathed deeply, trying to recover from their fucking.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 02



Layla slowly pulled away to sit upright on the couch. So good was her muscle control, not a single drop of Jason's jizz escaped her crevice. She kept all of the warm seed in her body, ensuring her impregnation. Through her deep breathing, Layla spoke to the married man.

"We aren't done here, baby," she informed.

Layla pushed her hand against Jason's chest, signaling him to give her room. Jason obliged and the buxom blonde turned, facing her wonderful backside to him. She leaned forward and bent over, showcasing two more than full ass lobes, and a small asshole. 

Jason couldn't keep his cock from rising at the sight.

Glistening in Layla's natural lubricant, Jason's cock grew to full mast.

The girl bent over the couch pushed her asshole against Jason's engorged tip, sending a ripple of goose bumps through both of them.

"Do it, baby. My asshole is tiny, teenaged, and ready for you to ruin. Give me your fat cock. Buttfuck me," Layla urged as she threw a sultry glance behind her shoulder.

Jason's had every burning intention to drive into this young slut with all of his strength. His need to feel her anal cavity around him was so great; he wanted to plummet into her ass. But he restrained himself. Jason took hold of Layla's waist.

"Be careful what you wish for, slut," he spat.

Jason pushed his hips forward and began to slowly pull Layla's body onto his enormous growth.

The entrance to Layla's asshole resisted passionately. Jason's broad head forced itself against the orifice, battling to gain admittance. A sound in Layla's throat grew louder, which sounded between a lament and a laugh.

"You're almost there. You can do it. I feel it weakening," Layla hummed.

Jason pulled Layla a little closer. He felt her ass giving way. He pushed a little harder. He was almost in.

Jason's wide head pushed through and entered Layla's ass.

"Oh! You are too thick," Layla falsely complained.

The teen eyes were locked shut, the invasion of her ass causing great pressure. The lower half of her face supported the biggest, open mouthed grin she could possibly give. The smile betrayed her true feelings.

Jason slowly pressed on into her extremely tight anal cavity. The orifice hugged him more tightly as he inched inside, and he had many inches to fit. As he stuffed more of his cock into his lover, Layla's face made a variety of pained and pleasured expressions. Her need to cry out in pain and shout her elation contradicted each other, and she loved it. The contradicting feelings were too intense, and she couldn't keep her thoughts to herself.

"You gross man! You're sticking your hugery up my teenaged asshole! How dare you!?" Layla pretended to angrily accuse.

"Gross? Gross? You're the teenager with a dirty older man's massive cock up your ass!" Jason fought back, still pushing inside her.

Jason's pelvis pressed against Layla's incredibly round ass cheeks. His cock was buried into her as deeply as possible now. Layla's rear end was stuffed more completely than an ass ever should be, and she felt her legs shake and tremble. 

"I feel like a shish kabob. Have I told you your dick is fucking enormous?" Layla asked.

"Your ass is so fucking tight Layla," Jason told her.

The man pulled his hips back, and his thick cock began retreating from Layla's sphincter. The asshole rubbed against his shaft as he pulled away, sending the best waves of feeling through Jason. When only his head was still inside his lover's rump, he dived back in.

"OH FUCK! THAT'S HOW YOU FUCK AN ASS!" Layla shouted as her cavity filled back up.

The blonde's bubble butt recoiled against Jason's pelvis, slapping together loudly. The sight was unbelievable and Jason had to thrust again.

"OH YES! FUCK MY ASS HARDER!" Layla screamed.

Jason obliged.

The man shoved his rod in and out of the young girl's butt, each thrust becoming fiercer than the last. Jason dug his fingers into her supple ass cheeks as he drove into her frame. Their softness was only matched by her huge honkers, and the feeling drove Jason to thrust harder. His head reached deep into his lover's bowels, eliciting joyous cries. 

"You're fucking my ass too hard! I am so close!" the impassioned blonde yelled.

Layla's body began twitching as she raced to the finish line. She backed her plump posterior into Jason and gave a roll of her hips. Jason's following moans announced his approval, and she continued circling her ass on him.

"You can do it. Cum up my young ass. Fill up my asshole with your jizz. It's not like you can do that with your ugly wife," Layla sneered.

"I can't! She is so terrible at sex! She doesn't do anything! She hasn't ever let me stuff her asshole!" Jason admitted as he fucked more intensely.

"What a meanie! Who could refuse your massive, ass-destroying cock? You wouldn't even want to fuck her butt anymore, would you?" Layla safely guessed.

"No! Your butt is so big! It's so round! It's too tight! My wife can't compete with you in any category," he decreed.

A smirk curved on one side of Layla's full lips, already knowing what Jason said was true.

"You are going to fuck my butt so much from now on. Get familiar with my bubbly, bouncy butt. We are going to have so much anal," Layla promised.

The excitement inside Layla was blossoming at an exponential rate, and she wouldn't be able to contain her rapture much longer. The muscles in her body stiffened as her impending climax prepared, her rapid ass pummeling gaining speed. She gripped the couch tightly as Jason rammed his cock up her ass, bringing her to the precipice. 

"I'M CUMMING! YOUR BUTT FUCKING IS SO GOOD! IT'S MAKING ME FUCKING CUM!" Layla's high pitched shriek exclaimed.

Layla's ass began to spasm on Jason's thickness as she rode her summit. The sexy body she possessed vibrated and shook, not totally able to anticipate the tsunami of bliss assaulting her. Her legs felt as if they were going to buckle. She backed into her lover, forcing him deeper into her than ever before.

"BLOW YOUR THICK LOAD UP MY TEENAGE BUTT!" the blonde ordered.

Layla's ass wildly constricted on Jason's pulsing prick as she haphazardly ass-gasmed. The fire burning in Jason's veins could no longer be contained. His balls were swollen and heavy. He needed sweet release.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum up your ass!" Jason blurted out.

Jason's cock tightened as his orgasm began. He buried his cock completely in the tight asshole, pushing his pelvis into Layla's two perfect ass cheeks. He pawed at the buoyant butt as his first rope launched into her anal depths. The stream blasted with incredible force, barreling into the butt.

Gasping as she felt her insides drenched in semen, Layla's eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"I feel like I'm going to fly off your cock like a rocket! Your ejaculate is so strong!" the girl proclaimed.

Jason cannoned more cum into her ass, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his load inside her. Rope after thick rope fired up her ass sleeve, coating her innards with pearly wetness. Layla reveled in the feeling of being filled to the brim, loud sounds of satisfaction escaping her. She ceased voicing her rapture when Jason let go of his last long spurt.

Jason stood over the teenage blonde, in post-coital sanctuary, with his dick still present inside her ass. He looked down at her glistening body, sexy with a sheen of sweat. The man leaned down so his mouth was near Layla's ear.

"You seemed so nice. You didn't seem like the kind of girl who would want a married man. I didn't think you could fuck me like our common slut friend," Jason breathed, barely loud enough to hear.

"When she told me about what you did to her, how could I not have some of the action?" the exhausted girl asked.

"I didn't know sex could be like this," Jason said to himself.

Layla carefully retreated from his member, making sure not to let go of any of his sperm. She clenched tightly and turned, sitting her round rump on the couch. Her lovely face expressed confusion as she looked at Jason. Her tone of voice became tender. 

"Sweetheart, sex should ONLY be like that," she insisted delicately, placing and hand to his thigh.

"It's new to me..," Jason trailed off.

Layla stood, her curves bouncing as she did.

"Oh Honey, you'll have plenty of time to see. From now on you will be having more sex than ever before. The sex you deserve. Sex with the girls you deserve. Sex with so many girls. It's the responsibility of a bull," she assured.

Jason's eyebrows rose and he gawked. He knew Layla wasn't implying that his nameless slut was gathering more girls for him to fuck.

"There are more girls?" he asked, thrilled and scared for an answer.

"Of course," Layla laughed melodically.

"What do you mean by 'bull?'" he inquired cautiously.

Layla pressed her huge baps to Jason's chest and grabbed his hard buttocks. She could not hide her incredulous look. She couldn't believe he hadn't figured it out yet.

"There are going to be many girls, baby. You are going to breed them like you did me and our mutual friend," Layla informed.

Jason's jaw dropped. Layla whipped her long, golden locks to one side as she stood on her tip-toes. She inched her lips close to Jason's ear and spoke with sickeningly sugary cadence.

"Every. Single. Girl."



Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 03



All characters are eighteen years of age or older. Please comment and let me know what you think of the story. Thank you for reading!

*****

"Ohmigod it's huge!" Layla exclaimed in wide-eyed excitement.

Jason closed the door to the convertible after getting out, and walked closer to the building at which the blonde driver was marveling. The white house in front of him was beautiful and large, certainly larger than any residence he had been inside. He didn't expect anything less after traveling from the gate, all the way down the property's long driveway. It had taken awhile to drive up the grounds of the property, and it was a beautiful day.

"It's seven thousand square feet. It only took me a little while to find one with enough rooms. There is a pool in back, and inside. There's a gym. A rec room. More stuff, too. Pretty much everything you would want," the nameless gorgeous girl in the backseat stated.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jason asked while turning from the big house to the girl whose name was still withheld from him.

"I wanted to show you the house I bought for us. Do you like it?" the raven haired beauty responded, displaying her pretty smile.

Jason couldn't hide his surprise.

"You bought this house? How could you afford it?" he questioned in disbelief.

"The same way I afforded this car. The only reason I'm not driving it is because of my tits. They are way too big and I can't get them in front of the steering wheel. Layla's nice enough to drive though," she winked at the blonde.

"Hey! I've got huge tits too!" Layla snapped back with a bit of jealousy.

Both of them had crazily giant knockers. Layla's bust just managed to squeeze behind the steering wheel, but the nameless girl's chest certainly wouldn't have been able to fit.

"Go inside, a friend of ours is there to meet you," the eighteen year old said, ignoring Layla's interjection.

"Who's inside?" Jason said warily.

The girl whose name Jason was not privy to flashed her brilliantly white teeth and leaned over in her seat. Her low cut top revealed her ridiculously deep cleavage, produced by her insanely giant tits. He stared into it, feeling his face become hot.

"Go inside and check it out. Layla and I have some errands to run, so we will pick you up later," she urged.

Layla pushed the gas and the convertible started to roll away, shaking her huge boobs. Her blonde hair blew in the wind as the car turned down the driveway, and she laughed happily. The girl in the back seat turned and shouted to Jason.

"Just go inside!" she repeated.

Jason turned and looked at the house. The house an eighteen year old slut he had cheated on his wife with bought for him. He wondered if this had gone too far, and briefly considered taking a bus home, back to his wife. Maybe he shouldn't be fucking two gorgeous, huge tittied sluts behind his wife's back. He probably shouldn't meet whoever was inside to greet him.

But one look around the house surely couldn't hurt, he thought.

***

Jason walked into a foyer and saw a small rug on which to put his shoes. He removed them and set his feet on the hardwood floor. The hallway in front of him stretched to the left and right, with ornate paintings hanging on the wall. A set of stairs to the second floor stood directly in front of him. As he started to climb them, he heard a noise coming from a room down the hallway. He changed his direction when he remembered he was supposed to meet someone inside.

Each step Jason took seemed heavier as his nervousness grew. He had already cheated on his wife twice. It wasn't right. He really should just go home and be loyal to his marriage. But he shook the thought away, knowing he was jumping to conclusions. Maybe the person he was supposed to meet was harmless.

Jason turned into the first room to the right, which opened into a large two room area. He was standing at the end of a large living area, complete with comfy furniture and the largest flat screen television he had ever seen. A skylight illuminated the room, and Jason stepped onto soft carpet.

The living area opened into a kitchen floored with white tile, which had an island with a marble counter in the middle. Jason started towards the kitchen but froze when he realized someone was standing behind the island at the opposite counter along the wall, back turned to him.

Gorgeously red hair radiantly flowed over her shoulders and down her back, cascading past what Jason could see. Her arms were pale and exposed, focused on an unknown task. Jason's heart skipped a beat and briefly considered a quiet escape.

"So you're the guy?" the girl called out rather tersely, not turning her head.

Jason gulped heavily.

"I...Yes. I'm Jason. Layla and...you know who sent me in. You are their friend?" he timidly guessed.

The girl tossed a knife into the nearby sink and washed her hands. Jason caught a glimpse of sparkling emerald painted fingernails. After drying her hands with a washcloth, she draped it over the neck of the faucet. She picked up whatever she had been working on and Jason's blood pumped more quickly as he anticipated her reveal. The female turned and moved around to the front of the kitchen island. Jason's face was unable to hide is growing amazement by the second.

He was most certainly in trouble.

This girl's steps were preceded by two absolutely massive, tremendously humongous, chest boulders. The colossal orbs were impeccably round and perky, shoving themselves out for feet in front of her. The sheer immensity of these tits was enough to curse any woman, but she carried their back-breaking size with aplomb. Her green sundress's neckline hardly existed, plunging indecently to display all of her deep cleavage. Each step she took sent small tremors through the vastness of her chest, which threatened to pop right out of her clothing.

The curve of her waist narrowed pleasingly and curved outwards more than generously at her hips. Jason suspected her dress was supposed to fall down close to her knees but the fabric only made it to her upper thigh, barely covering the goods. It must have been because it draped over her astonishingly prodigious butt like a waterfall going over a cliff side. The bodacious bum jutted out much too far and was much too round.

Her legs were long and white, a glamorous sheen coating her all the way down to her bare feet. Her toenails matched her fingernails' verdant sparkle. 

Jason felt his pants tighten as the sight of her made him nurse a semi.

Jason finally looked this stranger in the eyes. She possessed two beautifully hazel eyes.

"I'm Valentine. Val for short," she concisely offered.

She picked up a piece of cut fruit from the plate she was holding, and pushed it past her ruby lips. Closing her eyes as she savored the sweet flavor displayed her lovely green eye shadow. Val continued to eat her fruit, not really paying Jason any attention. Growing more awkward as he watched silently, he tried to fill the air with words.

"So..," he started.

Val brought up a finger swiftly to signal his silence, which made her buoyant bosom shake. Jason shut up and just watched her in confused silence. He stared at her high cheek bones, small nose, and the feminine curve of her jaw, in awe of her beauty. When Val finished eating her fruit, she set her plate on the countertop of the island.

"So you're Jason?" she accused, seemingly annoyed.

Unsure if he had done something to offend her, he decided to try a conciliatory approach to placate things. He softened his expression and looked to her gorgeous face.

"I'm sorry if I did something to upset you. I'd be happy to apologize for whatever I did. If we have mutual friends I'd like to be friendly with you," he explained politely.

Val's pretty features shot an exasperated look and she rolled her eyes.

"Wow, you sound like a real pussy," she chided.

Jason winced at the claim and began to think maybe he hadn't upset her. Val just might be a bitch.

"Is there a reason you are being so hostile?" he naively questioned.

Val crossed her arms under her more-than-huge boobs, lifting and showcasing them. The absurdly heavy weight must have taken effort to hold, but she looked accustomed to it.

"I'm annoyed as shit. I was basically forced here by my cunt friends. They threatened to cut all ties with me if I didn't show up, even though they are so-fucking-obviously lying to me. They must be fucking lying to me, those twats. There's no fucking way you have a dick as big as they say. They told me they fucked someone with a cock more than a foot long. A mother fucking schlong of a dick. They are playing a god damn bitchy prank on me. And here you are, the asshole punk they probably paid to screw with me," Val scornfully spat.

Val's vocabulary was filthy and ridden with profanity. Jason was becoming a little annoyed at her attitude.

"You know...I wouldn't be so resistant to believe them," he argued, beginning a more offensive tactic.

Val's face became angrily defiant.

"Oh go fuck yourself. Don't think you have a shot with me. I'm barely eighteen and you are not man enough for me. You probably don't even have a decent sized dick, let alone a more than foot long monster," she bet.

Her words stirred the married man's anger, and he gritted his teeth. He usually didn't get upset, it was uncharacteristic of him. Val was just too much of a bitch. Jason narrowed his eyes and decided to end her doubt.

He mustered all of his bottled up anger. He couldn't let Val put him down like this. He was done being nice. As he got angrier he found himself thinking about how lazy his wife was in bed. Using that thought he roughened his exterior and scowled.

"I've had enough of your shit," he managed to spit convincingly.

The angry man walked back into the living room and turned to face Valentine. Jason unzipped his pants, and let them drop. The busty teen's eyes jumped open and her jaw dropped to the floor.

"Wha-!" Val gasped in unbelieving shock.

Jason's huge cock sprung into view, already fully grown and pulsing, giving its best display for the naysaying girl. His shaft stood for more than a foot in front of him topped with a vast head, and the thick and burly cock looked harder than stone. The immensity of Jason's pillar was like nothing Val had ever seen, its length and thickness unmatched. Kicking his pants away, Jason couldn't hold back his smirk at the redhead's stunned silence.

Val's eyes widened in incredulous fear at the vascular detail of the member, amazed and terrified of its girth. She had no idea a cock could ever grow to this size and she felt betrayed by her shit-talking. With a quiver in her voice, Val spoke.

"What in the fucking fuck?" she asked in flabbergasted awe.

Jason just grinned smugly.

"What the fuck is that? No, seriously. What in the actual fuck is that?" she questioned with accusatory zeal.

"This is my dick," Jason tried to assert, still adjusting to his new tough exterior.

Val's plump lips pursed and parted nervously, as if trying to find her words. Her eyes glossed over, revealing underlying primal desire.

"How the fuck is that your dick? That isn't a cock. It is a god damn telephone pole," Val observed in disbelief, angry with her disproven prediction.

"You like what you see, shit-talking bitch?" Jason pushed, hoping she didn't hear the waver in his speech.

"It's fake..,' Val trailed off, still trying to explain the unexplainable phallus.

"Why don't you prove it?" Jason challenged authoritatively.

Jason stood, his large appendage stiff and pulsing, trying his hardest to keep a rough demeanor. He stared at Val with a smirk, and grabbed his manhood at the base.

"I've got more than a foot of cock here. You're friends are woman enough to take it. I bet it scares you," he mocked, knowing his words would infuriate her.

"Shut the fuck up you smug shit-talker," she said while stepping closer.

Valentine's eyes still fixated on the mass between Jason's legs. It was the most impressive thing she had ever seen. She couldn't have been more wrong about his size. Jason possibly had the biggest cock in the world. She was inching closer to the horse-cocked man, her southern region warming pleasantly. Jason noticed a falter in her step.

"You aren't intimidated by this dick, are you?" he insulted.

Val's eyes met his with ferocious spurn. She wouldn't be put down by this married man. Val didn't tease. Val didn't fuck about. Val jumped to the challenge. 

Val replied by reaching underneath her fiery locks with both hands. Her incredibly big breasts pushed forward as she untied the tiny string of the dress around her neck. Jason blinked and the thin material of the dress had fallen to the floor.

Jason couldn't hide his shock as her naked form revealed.

Val hadn't worn any underthings, and her pale, curvaceous body slapped Jason with stunned silence. The nude perfection in front of him was all soft curves and ridiculous proportions. The man's erection demanded he look her bottom to top.

Val's emerald painted toenails sparkled against her white skin, which led to long, sexy legs. Jason took in the sight of her clean pussy, immaculate and smooth looking. Continuing around her wide hips, he gawked at the ampleness of the ass she possessed; her two cheeks protruding largely and round enough to see from her front. Her tummy was naturally flat, with a cute navel dotting the center. Then he took in the prize.

Of all Val's perfect body, there was no question of the center of attraction. To say that Val had big tits was an insult. To say she possessed huge knockers would be a travesty to the truth. Val's chest hangers couldn't be compared to melons. Or watermelons. Her chest globes were too enormous to compare to pumpkins. Her mountainous mammaries stretched for feet in front of her. They were the size of moons, and dotted with perfectly round pink nipples.

The sizable rack's measurements fell somewhere in between Layla's great globes and the enormity of Jason's nameless slut's colossal funbags. Val's breasts were mountains of heavy fat, dense as dough, and looked softer than silk.

Valentine's body was much softer than the previous teenagers', her curves unabashedly filling out her form. Layla had worked hard to achieve a toned body, femininely strong and disciplined. The nameless slut fit in between them with a naturally lean, balanced make. Val's skin smoothed around her, lightly and delicately styling her slightly thicker body type.

She was a vision and Jason felt the need to speak.

"...How big...?" he failed to finish wavering in his façade of hostility.

Val's beautiful hazel eyes flashed as she stepped closer to him. Her previously annoyed demeanor faded away as her expression became dangerously sultry. Her heavy baps swayed as her body language became more open. She was within reaching distance.

"Oh I don't know..," she mused, "I don't wear bras much anymore; my knockers just keep outgrowing them. My rack doesn't want to stop getting bigger. Most girls with tits this giant have the same problem..."

Jason thought about his other teenaged whores. Would their tits really keep growing? The thought made his pulse race.

"If it really makes your indecently big cock harder, I'll tell you the last bra I wore was labeled M-cup," she breathed the last few words sexily.

"That's...so...gross," Jason softly lied as her mammoth boobs inched closer.

"Bullshit. You can't pretend to be tough. Gross to other men? Maybe. But you, you lying fuck? You love my gorgeously abhorrent, continent-sized chest monstrosities," Val viciously called him out, while sticking out her chest.

Her nipples almost grazed his chest. Jason tried to regroup. He was trying to act like an ass.

"Squeeze 'em. Go ahead. They need it. Take those married hands and dig in. Don't you want to be naughty? I do," Val tempted, biting her bottom lip.

"...No..," Jason poorly protested.

Her nipples were pointed directly at Jason as he watched them hardening in the air. Their rosy perfection begged to be fondled by his hands. Val pushed them out, offering her chest to him. She offered her supple, gigantic, not-his-wife's, teenaged titties to him. He felt his mouth water.

Jason flung up his hands and grabbed both flesh boulders.

"Ah! I knew you could do it, you lying asshole," the girl said as warm hands groped her bosom.

Jason's fingers sunk into the abundance of tit flesh hanging on Val's chest. He groped into the sinfully soft pillows, exploring the heavy funbags and becoming familiar with their texture and weight. Taking his kneading further, he mashed the two breasts together, creating a valley of appealing cleavage.

"You are a really rude girl, you know that?" Jason sneered at her, digging his fingers in uncharted territory.

Eyes lidding over, Val's head leaned backward as Jason roughened his kneading.

"Oh I know it," she tenderly admitted, "I saw your humongous, married dick and had to make it mine. I seriously didn't know dicks that big existed."

"You are a real cunt, you know that?" he spat, squeezing her abundant pillows tightly.

Valentine only responded in little moans. Jason's fondling was intense, continuously teasing her. His hands massaged the excessive mega mounds, groping in large circles, trying to touch every inch of breast fat. The hard nipples grazing his finger tips and under his palms screamed for him. He could no longer resist their lure.

Jason leaned his head down and opened his mouth. Extending his tongue, Jason's mouth muscle danced around Val's areola. It didn't go unnoticed.

"Oh yes, suck on my super tits," Val approved.

Val ran her fingers through her long red hair as Jason enveloped the nipple into his mouth. He sucked intently on the delicious taste, and pawed her globes more energetically. His sucking and tongue teasing continued until he decided to give the other nipple attention.

"I knew you loved my gigantic breasts. You love that I'm such a busty bitch," she purred.

Jason flicked the previously neglected nipple fervently and gave it playful bites. As the pleasure in Val rose, he felt his own sex organ throb. Both of them had to go further. Valentine made the first move.

Lowering her cartoonish hourglass form slowly, Val knelt in front of Jason's towering erection. Her tremendous baps jiggled pleasingly as she positioned herself close enough for Jason to feel her breath on his pillar. The girl's heart began racing, taking in the beautiful phallus at close view. Not only was the dick in front of her too big for any woman, below it hung two, enormously big balls in a clean sack. Jason's package was marvelous.

"You've got tennis ball testicles..," she breathed, unable to mask her lust for the huge nuts.

Valentine imagined the absurd amount of cum Jason's big balls could produce, and she felt herself getting wetter. She tried not to show the weakness in her knees. 

"You like my giant gonads, you slut?" Jason pushed his rudeness.

Valentine continued her wide-eyed fascination.

"Your balls are fucking enormous...I can hear them clacking. You must have so much cum to give..," she trailed off, unable to hide her hunger.

Val brushed her fingertips lightly against Jason's heavy sack, sending a welcome tickle through him. She looked up at him with hungry eyes.

"Let's make sure this dick isn't fake. Dickslap me," Val said, her voice sultry and slow.

Jason moved his wrist, grabbed hold of his prick at the base, and complied. His rigid hugeness swung back, and came hurdling towards Valentine's face like a club.

THWOMP!

The mighty mast struck Valentine on the cheek with the near concussive force. Her red hair tossed in the air as her head recoiled.

"Holy shit! Again!" Val gasped with a red sore mark clearly visible on her face.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 03



"You deserve this for being such a bitch!" Jason scolded.

Jason swung his dick towards her other cheek harder.

TWHOMP!

Jason's fleshy weapon made violent contact with the side of Val's face, the warmth and weight smacking her.

"This dick is fucking real! Again!" she ordered.

Jason brought his hammer straight down towards her forehead and face.

THWOMP!

The giant cock hit Val, dead on her face, as she delightfully squealed.

"Keep going! Bludgeon me with that baseball bat!" she demanded.

Jason couldn't hold his laugh at her ridiculous request.

He hit her again with his penis. 

THWOMP! 

And again. 

THWOMP! 

And again. 

THWOMP! 

"You're going to give me a fucking black eye!" Val excitedly warned.

Jason swaffled the girl's pretty face back and forth, up and down. Each time he struck her elicited gasps of glee from the redheaded teenager, while reddening her face at points of impact. She eventually neared her mouth to the powerful prick.

Jason raised his hand, and Val froze. She looked at him with an inquisitive expression.

"Apologize first," he sternly requested.

Val's indignant look flashed playfully, feigning annoyance at his command.

"You were wrong about my dick. Do it," he insisted.

Val's full lips slowly curled to a small and knowing smile. The gorgeous redhead mouthed the word "sorry" in a mocking and exaggerated way, as she sighed and slowly rolled her eyes.

"Have a taste," he allowed.

Val inched her lips closer to Jason, almost kissing his giant head. She flashed her eyes up at him when her mouth was barely out of reach. Jason could almost feel her before she stopped.

"Lay your ass down," she devilishly smiled while rising from the ground.

Jason nodded, guessing her intent, and got on his back. The carpeted floor was soft, but he couldn't have focused on that if he had wanted. Val quickly turned, and Jason took in view her big, bubbly, shelf-like butt.

Val's curves were suddenly on top of him. She positioned her ass to stick high in the air, her clean snatch pointing down at Jason's face. Her absurd titties hung heavily and rested on Jason's torso, the brush of her flesh making his erection stiffer.

"This cock must be wider than my throat," Val guessed, considering the pulsing pole carefully.

The eighteen year old grabbed the base of Jason's shaft with a warm hand to keep it upright. She extended a finger, lazily running it down Jason's indecent length. Tingly warmness spread throughout him as she did, and he needed more.

Jason couldn't see her face, but the eighteen year old displayed her beautifully wide smile before she pushed her ruby lips around his head. As fireworks went off in Jason's southern region, Val pushed her pussy onto his face.

"Mmmmmph!" Jason tried to say with a mouthful of delectable pussy.

Val responded with a throaty purr as vibrations of bliss extended to her extremities, inspiring her to suck the burly man weapon harder. She took the tool deeper into her throat cavity.

Jason got an eyeful of Val's plump and round ass, shaking in his view as he sucked on the pussy on his mouth. Bouncing slightly, Val's huge ass lobes gently hit Jason's face. The more than curvy slut on top of him squirmed in delight as he licked her. In appreciation, Val took more of Jason's huge member into her mouth. She gagged and coughed, retreating from the beast of a penis.

"Fucking fuck!" Val cursed, grasping the turgid cock to jerk.

Jason laughed lightly into her pussy, shaking her body into pleasure. She slipped her hand up and down his length, wet with her saliva.

"You have such a challengingly huge cock. I'll get it all down," the redhead promised.

Jason removed his mouth from her pussy briefly to chide her.

"That's a huge married dick. You gonna choke on it?" he rudely asked, still keeping his tough attitude.

"You think your tough shit, but you're just a twat," Val hissed back.

Val opened wide and again her mouth engulfed the giant prick. Jason's toes curled as his head pushed to the back of her throat, deeper than before. He took her shaking bubble butt in his hands and kneaded roughly. He dug into the softness of her pliable lobes, as he continued to swirl his tongue on her cunt.

As her body tingled with building euphoria, Val forced her lips farther down Jason's thick shaft. Jason wanted to gasp when he felt her mouth reach the base of his dick. Val had successfully encased his entire member in her head cavity, upside down. As she slipped her mouth and throat up and down his indecent length, her reddened eyes released tears of her struggle. Their sixty-nine was reaching the tipping point.

Val relieved her mouth of Jason's cock, while pushing her hands under her giant bosom. The teenager brought her weighty whoppers in front of her face, and descended on her man. Pillowy softness slipped over Jason's erection, swallowing it into perfect bliss. Jason's body was set ablaze as the slut on top of him rubbed her huge boobs around his manhood.

"That's fucking right! I feel those hugely swollen nuts under my super-sized titties. I want your thick load blown all over my face and tits. I want you to fucking glaze me," the fiery bitch demanded.

The two enormous spheres on Val's chest enveloped Jason's mast, bouncing it around in her deep cleavage. Working her baps side to side, the teen titty massaged the shaft as if trying to start of fire with a stick. Or in her lover's case, a log. 

"OH FUCK!" Jason muffled into Val's perfectly pink pussy.

Jason could only feel the euphoria of two elastic globes polishing his manhood, intensely pushing against his dick. Each time he throbbed he pulsed a little harder, Val's boob trap forcing him to the edge. His throbbing reached unbelievable speed, and felt heat only he knew.

It was the heat of a married man about to let a huge tittied teenaged whore force him to cum.

Val's toes curled as her pussy was tongued more wildly by the man under her. Jason's mouth soaked in her delicious wetness, and he could tell she was ready to burst. His own body prepared for release as Val pushed his dick head above the top of her cleavage.

"You're gonna make me cum! Do it! Show me what you make in those giant nuts! Cum with me! CUM ON ME!" Val yelled, vigorously kneading her boobs around Jason's cock.

Val cried out as an explosion of pleasure raced around her body. Jason's warm tongue lapped at her clit, forcing hard waves of orgasm to assault her senses. As she rode her summit, Val forced her face directly above Jason cock head, ready to receive his ejaculate.

The man was ready. Val's velvety breast-fuck felt too good. His dick hardened into the first contraction of his orgasm.

"MMMPPPH!" Jason grunted in her pussy.

The sweet fruition of his pleasure manifested into bliss beyond description. As Jason's ostrich egg balls tightened, the first rope of semen fired from his broad head. An enormous shot of pearly white sperm shot in Val's face, clinging to her eyes and cheeks in viscous globs. 

The teen gasped at the abnormally large initial release, as if disgusted by the man glue covering her face. Her delighted smile revealed otherwise, and another welcome volley of ejaculate blew in her face. 

Jason dug his fingers forcefully in to the insanely plump ass above him as he came. Each load he pumped shot high enough to hit the redhead in her pretty face, covering her features in warm man pudding. 

Val continued humming in rapture as she came on Jason's mouth, simultaneously feeling her entire face covered in warm fluid. A rope from Jason's load hit her face and began dripping down on her breast-shelf. All of Jason's remaining cumshots fell onto her tits, raining onto her obnoxiously big boobs.

Both lovers climbed down from their euphoria, Jason leaving Val painted and soaking in his cum. So much seed clung to her face; Val thought she honestly might drown. The girl slowly moved off Jason and kneeled, sheets of jizz masking her countenance.

"Look what you've fucking done to me you married bastard. I've got to clean this up," she mockingly berated, licking her lips.

The taste of Jason's spunk was better than she could have imagined. Val wanted nothing more than to consume the salty sweet treat that currently covered her. Barely opening her eyes, the slut stumbled over towards the kitchen. Val's massive breasts bounced as she made her way, jizz dripping from her face down on her baps. Jason stared at her ample ass, swaying sinfully behind her.

"I can't believe how covered in cum I am. I mean, who the fuck blows this much jizz?" Val beamed.

Valentine stopped when she bumped into the kitchen counter, and searched it with her hands. She found the spoon she was looking for and lifted it to her face. Dragging it upwards on her face, Val filled the spoon with sperm. She turned so Jason could watch her.

Jason's eyes widened as Val shoved the spoon in her mouth. The eighteen year old moaned in amazement as his spunk delighted her taste buds. She scooped more semen off her face, shoveling it into her waiting maw. The slut cleared more and more cum from herself, eating it with enthused excitement. Soon, her face was visible again, and she happily spooned the ejaculate coating her tits.

When finished, Val opened wide and stuck out her tongue, showing Jason she had downed every drop of his product. She winked at him and grabbed a nearby damp washcloth, cleaning her upper half. She glistened slightly and walked back over to her lover, who was still silently mesmerized.

"You have delicious jizz. I knew nuts that big issued great tasting cum. I had no idea it was possible to cum as much as you did. You gave me so fucking much to drink," Val said, seeming almost gracious.

"That's married cum. Of course it tastes great. It's so thick I'm surprised you didn't choke on it," Jason poked at her ego again.

"There was no way I was going to let anything stop me from getting that jizz in my belly. My belly is full of your spunk, I can feel it sloshing around," Val admitted, showing him she took it like a champ.

Jason's dick was growing stiff again hearing how much she enjoyed his semen. The voluptuous Valentine positioned herself above him, which allowed him a spectacular view of the underside of her chest. Her hard nipples pointed outwards, looking totally desirable.

Valentine lowered herself slowly and placed Jason's thick head at the entrance of her warm pussy. The teenager was already wet with anticipation. She looked down at the now pulsing prick, exhaling as if carefully considering it.

Jason gave a short snicker as he saw her prepare to cautiously inch her way down.

"What are you fucking laughing at you insignifi-cunt?" Val spat with a venomous glare.

"Both of your slut friends didn't hesitate when they took the plunge on my cock. You are scared it will break you. I'm beginning to think you're some kind of pussy," he degraded, knowing he'd get his desired result.

Infuriated, Val screamed at the man below her.

"You ass-chump! I'm going to fuck you to the root of your tree trunk cock, and love every god damn second of it!" she darkly warned.

Val swung her hips upward for momentum, and then dropped herself on Jason's towering phallus. She hit his lap with a loud thump.

The foundation of reality shattered for both of them.

Jason's senses were assaulted as the swift hold of Valentine's lips gripped the entirety of his member. His turgid penis went from the open air to being fully encased in warm and tight walls in less than a second. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on discomfort.

Valentine's body froze, her muscles locking as her pussy was broken by the intruding colonnade. Her vagina parted too quickly and she was impaled too deeply as the overwhelming sensation shot through her core. Her cunt glued itself around the massive tool, a mixture of pleasure and pain attacking her arousal. Her pussy was simultaneously welcoming and reluctant to the giant foreign invader.

The jumbo jugged teenager's face was contorted in blissful agony. She forced her eyes open, no matter how teary and red, to appear unfazed. She felt as if she were being torn apart. Inside, she wanted to shriek her lungs out. Her expression was clearly distressed, but she tried her best to hide it.

"Oh, I can tell that was way too much for you. You better get off if you can't handle it," Jason smirked up at two enormous tits above him.

Valentine knew if she opened her mouth she would scream. It took everything she had to not scream her voice box out of her throat. She decided to answer the man currently womb-deep in her cunt how wrong he was.

The girl feigned a weak smile, and dared to give a forward push of her hips, embarking on the first move of their fucking.

Jason involuntarily shuttered as she gave a single, painfully slow tease, coating his dick in wetness as a promise of things to come.

Signals of both exhilarated passion and fearful pain raced through Val, causing her heart to beat even faster. She moved her hips again.

"Oh fuck! You've got such a fucking tight cunt, Val!" Jason informed, his body temperature rising.

Val's grin became more genuine as she again moved her hips. Her pussy gripped Jason more seriously, wanting more of his incredible dick. Growing more accustomed to the giant cock inside of her she spoke, albeit with difficulty.

"...This monster dick is so damn punishing. I knew I could take it. So you...shut the fuck up about me being a pussy," Val lectured.

Running fingers through her hair, Valentine held up her red locks and her ample bosom lifted slightly. She felt her body temperature rising as she began a more steady pace of sexing. 

Jason responded by thrusting his hips upward, timing himself with her movements. His dick collided into her cervix.

"OH YOU FUCKING ASSWIPE! THAT HURTS! FUCK YEAH!" she delightedly screeched.

Jason kept bullying her pussy as she rode him, steadily increasing the speed of their fucking. Gorgeously shiny red hair tossed around as the girl hopped around on her man. Her more than oversized titties swung to and fro, bouncing in lustfully distracting ways. Jason could no longer deny himself their impeccable softness. 

"My filthily gigantic mega mammaries are bouncing around like crazy. I just love having huge titties," Val admitted.

Jason reached up to tame her abundant knockers. Impossibly soft flesh tissue engulfed his fingers as he dug in to Val's vast chest mountains. Exploring her bountiful boobs, his hands kneaded and massaged, pushed and mashed. He tweaked her rosy nipples as they poked out at him, begging to be touched.

"You just had to grope my humongous tits! It feels so good when you play with them like that. I bet it would feel even better with your mouth on them," Val surmised.

Jason leaned upwards to meet her prodigious bosom, and readied his mouth for succulent taste. Val took the opportunity when she saw it. The girl pushed her breasts forward, enveloping Jason's face in her cavernous cleavage.

"That's fucking right! You love my giant juggs so much! Suffocate in my ginormously fat breasts!" she threatened, fucking harder.

Jason was swallowed in comfy heaven, his face surrounded on all sides by valleys of breast flesh. Valentine shook her tits around him, his head being hit with the silky warm weight of her heavy whoppers. Jason hardly noticed he couldn't breathe.

Val pulled away before Jason thought he would black out.

"You bitch! You could have killed me!" he yelled, fucking up into her more violently.

"What a great fucking way to go, huh? In the giant tits of an eighteen year old slut!" she responded with a devious laugh.

Jason took his frustration out on her cunt, driving upwards like crazy. He leaned upwards, finally encasing a delicious nipple into his mouth. He lapped at it with his tongue, driving his lover wild. Valentine responded by driving down hard on him, desperately running toward climax.

"That's right. Cunt fuck me with your semi-truck of a cock. Stuff my tight and young pussy. Will you make me feel this good all the time, married man?" she asked, moaning louder.

"No. Sometimes, I'm going to make it hurt," he spat.

"Ouch! Ouch!" She complained through a delighted smile.

Jason's thick dick head punched Valentine's cervix relentlessly as their sexing became rougher.

"I'm so fucking sorry I doubted your huge horse-cock. I'm sorry for not showing proper respect," Val apologized, grinding Jason with great fervor.

"That's right! What do you want?" Jason asked, squeezing her plentiful and pliable breasts.

"I want your too-big-for-me schlong!" Val happily admitted, rolling her hips into her lover as thanks for his groping.

"You love my cock? Has it broken you?" Jason quizzed, already knowing the answer.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Broken so good!" Val cried out elatedly.

"Will you stop being such a bitch?" he growled.

Valentine whipped her red locks around as she surrendered to multiplying pleasure.

"No...but I promise to always do as you say. I will never deny your huge donkey-dick," the busty bitch assured.

"Good enough for me you redheaded super slut," Jason accepted.

Val drove her hips with intense force onto Jason's thick pole, repeatedly sheathing his cock into her tight twat. She fucked the mighty mast as fast as she could, and Jason couldn't stop himself from ramming his tool up into her. Val felt his cock twitch inside of her, signaling his need for release. She looked down at him with a sultry stare.

"Cum in-fucking-side me," she breathed.

Her lover smirked.

"No! You don't deserve my jizz," Jason lied, digging his fingers harder into her jumbo juggs.

"I deserve your spunk, you asshole! The cum in your big balls is boiling to the top of your dick, begging to rocket into my fertile womb. It fucking has to be! Don't lie to me, you ass-hat. My cunt is glued to your pussy-stretching cock. You broke me. I was wrong to doubt you. Don't punish me. Give it to me. Fuck me full of your babies," the redhead demanded.

"Maybe I am close. Tell me why I should blow my load into you. Convince me," he teased, fucking up into her at blurring speed.

"Are you fucking kidding? I'm the sexiest scarlet haired whore on the planet. My red hair is beautiful and long. My body is sexily cartoonish. My plump, round ass shakes when I am standing still. I have horrendously huge honkers. I can't keep my ginormous titties from bouncing if I tried. My belly is perfect to carry your seed. I am so crazily hot. So much hotter than your wife. Don't you look at me and just feel the need to make me a mom? Cum inside me and knock me up, married man," Val begged, riding voraciously.

Jason held back, not releasing his load into the sexy slut hopping on his member.

With a defiant scowl, Val decided to force him.

"I want all of your cum. I want you to blast your thick-as-molasses load in my rude cunt. Your balls are swollen. They are fucking frothing and ready to burst. All you have to do is unload that thick cum your carrying. Let me carry your cum in my belly. Let me carry your children," Val offered as she closed in on her summit.

Jason defiantly held his cum, twisting her hard nipples as a signal to do better.

"Bust your nut. Bust your fat nut, baby. Bust your nut in my tummy. Unload your juicy seed! I'm fertile as fuck! Saturate my slutty womb in your cum! Shoot your cheater's spunk in my tummy. I want your babies in my belly. Give me your seed. Knock me the fuck up! Impregnate me and I'll orgasm so damn hard I'll lose my sight. Breed me blind!"" she desperately pleaded, eager for her impatient cunt to be filled. 

Jason's body locked in place, ready to race over the edge. Val needed to seal the deal.

"We are going to do the naughtiest things together. What is fucking naughtier than cheating on your ugly wife, cumming inside a barely legal teen's cunt, knocking her up, forcing her already ginormous tits to swell? You would rather fuck a hot, bitchy bitch like me than ever touch your ugly wife again. Fucking say it!" Val screamed at him.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 03



"I will never touch my ugly wife again! You are such a bitch!" the man yelled.

Jason could not hold it inside any longer. He drove his dick up into the teenager and reached his peak.

"Blow that fertile load! Get my bitch cunt pregnant! FUCK A WHOLE FUCKING DAYCARE INTO ME!!" Val obscenely screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING!? I'M BLOWING MY LOAD IN YOUR CUNT!" Jason yelled, squeezing her giant tits harder than before.

Val felt his rod harden inside of her and became dizzy. Doubling pleasure begging to burst curled her toes and shook her body. The room seemed to dim as an orgasm with the force of a tsunami readied for release. The buxom bitch's fiery locks draped down her back, and her full lips opened. A euphoric screech sounded from the depths of her lungs. Her toes curled tighter as her whole-body orgasm came to fruition. 

Val's eyes were wide open.

Val couldn't see.

"YOU FUCKED ME BLIND YOU HUGE COCKED MARRIED MAN! I'M CUMMING SO HARD I CAN'T SEE!" she yelled, cumming into her blindness.

Jason triumphantly laughed as his orgasm flooded his blinded lover.

"You deserve it, you foul mouthed whore!" Jason spat, pumping rope after rope of semen inside her.

"I feel that thick married cum filling my cunt! Shoot all of your baby-batter in my womb you fucking cheater!" she demanded, pushing down harder on his dick.

"I've got to cheat on my ugly wife with huge tittied teenagers like you!" Jason falsely lamented, still unloading his seed.

"You filthy cum factory! You're still cumming! You're still filling my tight cunt with your load. You can't stop pumping your married jizz into me, can you?! Keep cumming. I can feel you getting me pregnant..," Val trailed off in approval, loving the feeling of his warm jism filling her.

A last few streams of sperm emptied into Val, stuffing her to the brim with spunk.

Jason let out an exhale of exhaustion as Val fell onto him, her outrageously cushiony breasts pressed on his chest. Both of them were still, timing their breathing with each other, wading in the post coital bliss. Slowly, Valentine's sight came back to her.

Jason couldn't believe he had been treated to more mind blowing sex, with another too-hot-to-be-real teenager. Any last doubts he had about cheating left him. In fact, it made the sex better. Jason lost track of how long they were laying there, when Val put her lips to his ear.

"You are going to sodomize me," she naughtily whispered.

The man's heart leapt and despite how exhausted he felt, he knew his member was rising.

The teenager tossed her long scarlet hair to the side and Jason fell out of her snatch with a wet sound as she moved. Val straightened her upper half and once again her ridiculously round boobs were above him, eclipsing her gorgeous face. Sitting on his lap, Jason's stiffening cock in front of her, Val rested her large posterior on his thighs, but only momentarily.

Val lifted herself and grabbed his mighty python. She positioned it as if she were to again stuff it into her cozy vagina. But with a wicked smile she raised her hips slightly, pointing Jason's massive dick head at her back door orifice. Jason could see her huge butt cheeks jiggling behind her.

The man locked eyes with the sexy teen above him, and what he saw frighteningly thrilled him. Valentine's eyes were ablaze with something more than lust. Her fiery gaze burst with furious determination and predatory intent.

"You have no god damn clue what you're in for," she pompously grinned.

Val pushed her asshole against Jason's thick head, steadily applying more pressure. Jason barred his teeth to hold in a grunt of satisfaction. Val's asshole was still resisting invasion.

"You can already tell! Just a light graze and you know how warm and tight my ass is going to be. Let me push just a litter harder," she teased.

Val put a little strength into her push and her asshole engulfed Jason's thick head.

"Oh fuck yeah! That's a tight asshole!" Jason admitted.

Val's expression was inscrutable, in constant flux between the joy of rapture and the struggle of pain. Just Jason's head was so much to let into her anus, but she was set on shoving more inside herself. The girl slowly slid down the massive mast stuck in her bum carefully accommodating the size.

"That huge cock is parting my asshole! Can you feel how tightly my butt clings to your monster dick?!" she called out as she inched downward.

"Yes! It's so good!" Jason praised.

Val encased most of Jason's dick up her ass and gave a final push. The remainder of his inches shoved quickly into her bowels, skewering her deepest depths.

"NO FUCKING WAY! I HAVE MORE THAN A FOOT OF MAN MEAT UP MY ASS! YOU COULD REALLY DO SOME PERMAMNENT DAMAGE! FUCK YES! I AM SUCH A DIRTY SLUT!" she yelled.

Val allowed the huge penis to hit the deepest part of her, wading in the exhilarating thrill of being stuffed with her man's manhood in a forbidden orifice. She knew her ass hugged him so snugly, and was going to give him more. She gave her hips a slow, sensual roll.

"That feels so fucking great!" Jason told her, as his dick moved against her anal walls.

Valentine reward his correct response by ascending from his prick, about half way up, only to plummet back down to his pelvis.

"FUCK!" he shouted.

"FUCK!" she laughed.

The girl moved up his shaft again, a little higher, then took the plunge.

"More! Go faster!" Jason begged as she encased him in her butt again.

Valentine started her gallop. She rode her man with her ass, sheathing and unsheathing his member. Jason's pleasure raced around his body as she continued shoving him to the deepest part of her anal cavity. He repaid the pleasure by thrusting upwards into her bum, matching her pace. Her screams and squeals were high pitched.

"EEK!" she cried.

Jason smacked a heavy tit and watched a wave ripple through her fat breast.

"OW!" Val squealed.

Jason kept meeting her fucking with his own thrusts.

"AGH!" she sharply wailed.

Jason hammered up into her, rougher and angrier this time, giving her other breast a slap.

"AH! That's too fucking deep! You are going to rearrange my fucking organs! Go ahead! Destroy me from the inside! Just keep fucking my butt!" Val lamented happily, hopping on his cock rapidly.

Jason obliged. He couldn't believe he was in another teenaged ass, cheating on his good for nothing wife. The thought brought him closer to the edge. His lover could tell and decided to race him to the finish line.

"Hold on ass-fucker. You are going to feel the urge to cum, but just hold the fuck on. I promise it will be worth it," Val said, resting a hand on his chest.

Jason slowed, mildly confused. But then the teenager whose asshole was securely holding him blew his mind. 

Valentine shifted her weight, twisted her torso, and began to turn around on Jason's dick, her ass walls reluctantly turning around his mast.

"OH FUCK! THAT FEELS AMAZING! YOU ARE SUCH A SLUT!" Jason blurted as she spun on his erection.

Valentine laughed softly as she lifted her leg around him, and pushed herself around his thick trunk. She lifted her other leg and completed her task, her huge bubble butt now staring her lover in the face. It was an absolutely giant ass, complete with two outrageously big cheeks, supple and round. Valentine's butt was a masterpiece of art, jutting out from her frame in a shelf-like manner, and it was currently housing more than a foot of cock in between its cushiony lobes.

Jason had no more time to marvel at the spin as Valentine resumed jumping up and down his phallus.

"Do you like that married man? Do you like the way your redheaded whore buttfucks?" Val snarled in hungry ecstasy.

"Your ass is so fucking tight! How the fuck can you fit my huge dick inside your tiny asshole?" he wondered aloud.

"I'm such an anal slut. I have room only for your giant schlong in my butt. Promise to fill my butt with your huge cock as much as you can!" she demanded.

"I promise! I promise to shove this prick up your butt whenever I need to!" Jason agreed, grabbing into her ample butt cheeks.

Valentine galloped up and down Jason's erection, squeezing him with her tight asshole. As she hopped, her huge tits wildly rebounded, dynamically jumping in every direction.

Val pushed herself down on Jason's pillar, sheathing his cock to the base. The wild vixen violently rolled her butt, circling around his cock in blurred motions. Her mammaries swung to and fro as she rolled her hips, making her adjust her center of weight. The penis inside Val hit her in angles she never thought possible.

Jason took his lover by the torso to thrust his hips. She shrieked in bliss as the monster cock pushed deeper into her anal cavity. They crashed into each other with reckless force. He repeated his thrusts until Val was screaming.

"Fuck yes! There's no sex like filthy, dirty, aggravated sodomy! That's what we are doing. Violent, angry, aggravated sodomy! Buttfuck my tiny asshole! Obliterate my back door orifice!" she hoarsely shouted.

Jason couldn't tell who was fucking harder. Valentine's young asshole hopped up and down his length, sheathing all of his inches. It was more than anyone should be able to handle. Jason kept thrusting into her bowels.

"You're going to empty the rest of your spunk into my ass. Get fucking ready," Val threatened.

Before Jason could respond, Val pushed her hips down and took all of his cock inside of her. With more than a foot of meat shoved up her ass, Val started her endgame. The teen closed her eyes and her body began to shake.

Val's body was shaking, quivering all around, her being possessed by the need for release. Her round rump shook so quickly it forced waves through Jason's form. Her whole body hummed with vibration, like living electricity. The teenager had turned herself into a living, vibrating, sex toy. Jason could do nothing but hold on as his lover spasmed over his prick.

"WHAT THE FUCK! HOW DO YOU MOVE LIKE THAT! I'M GONNA BLOW!" Jason shouted.

"I'M CUMMING TOO! OH FUCK! EMPTY YOUR LOAD UP MY ASS! FILL UP MY BUTT WITH YOUR MAN YOGURT! CUM AN OCEAN OF JIZZ INTO MY ASS CAVE!" Val screamed as her quivering orgasm exploded inside her.

"HERE'S MY CUM YOU ASS-WHORE!" Jason bellowed.

Jason fired his first shot of thick, creamy load into Valentine's ass. It reached deep and coated her insides, drenching her colon in seed. Val continued her shaking orgasm as Jason came.

"KEEP GOING! KEEP CUMMING! SOAK MY ASSHOLE IN YOUR CUM! Val elatedly shouted.

The teenager's round rear end was relentlessly quaking on Jason's punishing rod, coaxing more and more ejaculate to cannon into her colon. Jason could only moan in pleasure as he gave her more superfluous semen. It seemed like forever until his last jet of sperm emptied into Val's asshole.

"Oh fuck yes," Val breathed, falling back on her man.

Her back was warm on Jason's chest and his dick was still securely inside her. Valentine refused to let any of his spunk escape her. Her lover looked down at her body, where her two monstrous tits, even when laying down, projected out from her body unbelievably. He moved his hands to them, groping roughly, digging into the mounds of soft flesh.

"What you did with your body...that was amazing," Jason said into her ear.

"I know. You can have that whenever you want. I was so wrong about you. It kinda pisses me the fucking fuck off," she swore at herself.

"You really are a bitch, aren't you?" he voiced.

Val turned her head as far as she could and looked up at him. Her smile was her trademark smug.

"You fucking bet. The girls were right. You are a fantastic bull. And now, I'm your bitch. Your busty breeding bitch," she announced.



Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 04



All characters are eighteen years of age or older. Please comment and let me know what you think. Thanks for reading!

*****

"Do you know why we haven't fucked since the night at the hotel?" the raven-haired beauty asked, holding Jason's suit jacket.

The question seemingly came from nowhere, since she was just talking about the meal Layla planned for dinner that night. Jason turned from the mirror after tying his tie to look at the girl whose name of which he was ignorant.

The crimson dress hugged her crazy curves, tightly clinging to her dramatic proportions. The neckline was non-existent, plunging past her abundant cleavage and remaining open all the way to her navel. Her unfathomably huge breasts were begging to slip from the thin red material, and Jason knew she would love it if they did. It was an indecent dress for an indecent girl.

"It's only been two days. I...thought you were busy," Jason replied hesitantly, taking his suit coat from her.

He was getting more comfortable with talking about the lewd things he'd done. He shouldn't be okay with it. He should be respecting his marriage, instead of getting ready for dinner with the busty teenagers he had been unfaithful with. He should go home to his wife.

But he didn't.

His nameless girl addressed his response to her question.

"Oh no, no, no. I will never be too busy to ride your huge dick. I make my own schedule. My own rules. It's for another reason entirely," she said getting close to him.

"What reason?" he wondered aloud.

The vixen pressed her ridiculously enormous tits against his chest as she straightened his tie. Her giant globes still left feet of room between them. She looked up at him with her enchanting green eyes.

"This new girl you're meeting tonight...she isn't like Layla or Val. She's a nice girl. What you have swinging between your legs gets girls like me, Layla, and Val hot...but this girl is more conservative. She may need more convincing," she said gently, eyeing her man.

"Convincing?" he echoed.

"Yes. It may require you to...push some boundaries. If you get squeamish I need you to have incentive to follow through. Only after that will we fuck again. If you do what is needed, and you follow through, baby...I will mount you," she cooed the last words.

Jason's heartbeat quickened in the way only she could cause. She was the start of all of it. If she hadn't chosen him in that hotel bar, he wouldn't be standing in an extravagant house bought for him. He wouldn't have had mind-blowing sex with Layla or Val. He couldn't think of anything he wouldn't do to fuck her again.

"What do I need to do?" he said, his speech wavering under her spell.

"Like I said, she will need convincing. We will have to persuade her...," she trailed off.

The mysterious teen turned to walk from the room. She halted at the doorway to look at Jason. It was a look meant to convey more than her words.

"Very. Hard," she finished, "Do you understand?"

Jason thought he did. Goosebumps ran up his arm as he realized what she was asking.

"I think so," he said.

As the teen turned to leave, Jason stopped her. There was something he had been holding in.

"Why haven't they told me your name? They are both free spirits, especially Val. She seems like the kind of girl to tell you off," Jason observed.

The girl smiled knowingly, the kind of grin only a predator could flash.

"They respect me. My tits are biggest," she informed, giving her chest a light shake.

"Is that really why?" Jason asked.

"It's one of the many reasons. I'm also the one who led them to a man who can pop an erection longer than a foot and thick as a tree trunk. A man with balls that produce a seemingly never ending source of seed, no matter how many fuck sessions he has. A man worthy of mothering children for. A man who knows a life with busty sluts is worth abandoning a boring life married to an ugly wife. They could never be more grateful. I get what I want, and they know it. If they stick with me they will get what they want too," she explained to him.

Jason nodded, accepting the answer for the moment.

"I'm going to tell you my name one day. I know exactly when I'm going to tell you. That's when you will truly know," she said.

"Know what?" he questioned.

"That you've gotten exactly what you wanted, too," she winked.

Jason grinned. What he was doing was wrong, but it felt right.

"One more thing?" he added.

"Yes, stud?" she perked up.

"If this new girl is so conservative," he began, "why did you choose her to be...apart of this?"

The busty slut let out a sharp laugh as if the answer was obvious.

"Because," she smirked, "she's only eighteen and has absolutely massive tits."

***

Jason's nose took in the most pleasant aroma as he walked down the stairs. Layla's dinner was coming together splendidly by the smell of it. As he turned to head towards the dining room, the doorbell rang. He waited for a moment, and with no one around to answer it, he went to the door. 

As he put his hand around the door knob, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that standing outside was a girl, and he knew the plans his mystery teen had for her. If all went according to plan, the girl behind the door would soon be filled with his cock, her womb ready to be impregnated. The mere thought nearly gave Jason a semi.

He opened the door.

Jason met two big, brown eyes staring up at him through thick rimmed glasses. He looked down at the short girl, which he guessed to be barely five feet tall. Even behind her glasses, Jason could see her adorably cute face, dotted with a small nose.

As if she had been caught off guard, the girl broke eye contact immediately and her face turned away from him. The pale skin on her cheeks flushed and her toes pointed inwards. Her body language indicated a great and sudden shy nervousness. Her quiet voice was high pitched and filled with hesitation.

"...I'm sorry, I thought this was my friend's house," she apologized.

Jason hardly heard the timid girl. He was staring at her. 

The bashful girl wore flats and black yoga pants, which clung to her slender legs. But Jason wasn't fixated on her legs.

A large grey sweater was pulled over the girl's frame, covering her from the neck and all the way to her mid-thigh. It was the wardrobe of an ashamed girl, trying desperately to cover as much of herself as possible. The clothing choice was meant to keep something from view, hiding a poorly kept secret from the eyes of others.

Jason looked upon what she could not hope to fully conceal.

Beneath her sweater hung an outrageously huge, offensively colossal, and scandalously titanic rack. 

Her breasts protruded out from her frame too far for even the largest sweater to hide, and the material hugged the outer most curve of her giant bust. The sweater projected out far in front of her, and Jason gazed at the outline of this girl's prodigious front side. Underneath her top, this girl was carrying two distastefully immense boobs, which clashed with her timidly cute demeanor.

Though their exact size was hard to determine, her boobs were obviously massive to an insane degree. Considering the girl's short slender frame, her huge chest must have been most of her body weight. When fully displayed, her proportions must look incredibly ridiculous. Most would probably find it laughable. 

Jason didn't. He could feel his desire ignite instantly. He wondered how she didn't just tip over.

As she turned to retreat from Jason, a cry came from behind him.

"Dory!" his nameless girl excitedly exclaimed.

Clearly startled, the mousy girl turned abruptly, flipping her long brown hair as she did.

Putting her hand on Jason's shoulder, the mystery girl greeted the newcomer.

"I'm so glad you found the house! I know the grounds are pretty large," she beamed.

Still avoiding eye contact, the girl came a bit closer to the welcoming familiar face.

"Oh, hey...I'm sorry. I didn't know you were having other company over," she remarked.

"I invited a few friends and made it a dinner party! This is Jason," the teen introduced.

Dory extended a sheepish hand to Jason.

"Dory," she said simply, avoiding his eyes.

Jason shook her delicate hand. He felt a slight tremble as he held it.

"Was I supposed to dress up?" Dory awkwardly asked, observing the attire the others wore.

"Oh no! I didn't tell you! It's okay. You look great the way you are," the nameless girl assured.

Dory became even more embarrassed. She knew that wasn't true.

Dory was ushered inside and Jason closed the door. He had to steal a look at Dory's rear as she passed by him.

Though the long sweater was pulled around her butt, the curve of her backside protruded largely. Jason smiled, knowing she also was hiding a rather plump bum. Jason almost reached out for a squeeze, but resisted. It was something he never would have even considered a few days ago.

"If you walk down that hallway you will see the dining room. We'll meet you in a moment," the mystery girl said to Dory.

"Okay," she quietly replied.

Dory walked her short stature down the hall, her crazy globes bouncing around in her sweater.

The mystery girl waited for her to be far enough away, and turned to Jason.

"I met her just a bit ago. We bonded. She is so ashamed of her great big tits. She was so happy to meet someone with even bigger breasts. It took her guard down and we were able to talk about our common 'affliction,'" the teenager informed, adding sarcasm to her last word.

"She's so nervous. You surprised her with other people being here. There's no way she will want to be with us," Jason observed.

His nameless slut came closer to him.

"She will. After we talked for hours, I told her I would show her what I was dealing with. We went into a nearby bathroom and I took off my top. She felt so sorry for me. I almost laughed. She felt safe. Her guard was down. I told her I had showed her mine...and then..," the girl trailed off.

Her voice became a sexy whisper.

"She showed me her tits. I know it's hard to tell under that sweater...," she paused.

Jason almost broke a sweat, awaiting her next words.

"...but those tits are bigger than Val's," she finished.

***

"Oh gosh! It's so great to meet you! We were told so much about you! I made dinner, I hope you like Chicken Parmesan. Do you like Chicken Parmesan? Of course you do. Who doesn't? Oh! Call me Layla," the bubbly blonde said in one breath.

Dory was clearly blindsided by Layla's enthusiasm, and took a moment too long to respond.

"Uh...Hi. I'm Dory," she said giving a weak wave.

It wasn't just Layla's wall of words that stunned Dory. Layla was wearing a deep purple dress, with a high neck. But the dress split vertically at her chest to reveal a window to her incredible cleavage. Her two giant orbs could have popped out with just the right bounce of her bosom.

Layla's crystal blue eyes lit up and came in for a hug.

Dory grunted in surprise as Layla embraced her, sticking Dory's face right between her big boobs. Layla was sure to push her large chest together, smothering the short girl in her tits. Dory's chest was squeezed against Layla's mid-section, and the blonde took note of her pillowy softness. Layla flashed a look to Jason and winked.

Layla released Dory after an inappropriately long hug. Dory just stood in bewilderment as she caught her breath. She straightened her glasses as she reddened with embarrassment.

"I've got to bring dinner out. I look forward to talking," Layla smiled as she left the room.

Dory was more than surprised to see another similarly endowed woman was friends with her new acquaintance. She didn't think there could be more than the three of them.

Then Val came into the room.

Dory's eyes widened as yet another huge chest made itself known. Valentine's dress was gold with a sweetheart neckline. The term "neckline" was really a false one, because the dress barely covered enough of her breasts to hide her nipples. The dress pushed up her crazy boobs, creating an intimidating amount of cleavage. Dory stared as the redhead approached her.

"Hey. I'm Val," she tersely offered.

Dory was astonished there were three girls with breasts like hers under the same roof. Never did she think there were more like her. Val's chest jiggled in front of her indecently.

"Dory," the small girl nodded in response.

The red head looked Dory up and down, wanting to laugh at the way she dressed. She thought girls with bodies like that should be showing off what they have. But she knew what the end game was, so she kept her inner most thoughts unsaid.

"I like your sweater," Val stealthily mocked.

"Oh, thanks," Dory responded, not noticing the slight.

Layla came back in the dining room with the salad, and set it on the table.

Everyone took a seat, Dory waited until everyone else had chosen a seat. Jason sat at the head of the table, his nameless slut sat to his right. Valentine chose the seat opposite the mystery girl and Layla chose a seat next to the red head. Dory sat next to her raven haired friend, being most comfortable near her.

"Salad first, and then I will bring out the main course," Layla explained.

As the salad was passed around the table, Layla cheerfully conversed.

"So I failed again today," she started, "I couldn't find a place around here to customize a bra for me."

Jason knew she was lying. She hadn't looked for any place to make her a bra. She loved not wearing one.

Val laughed.

"I stopped trying to find a place to do that so long ago," the red head added.

"It's probably been even longer for me," the black haired teen chimed in happily.

"So you can't recommend anywhere for me to look next?" Layla asked to the room.

The other girls knew she wasn't really asking them. That's when the quietest of them found her voice.

"I...might know a place," Dory offered timidly.

The other girls and Jason all turned their eyes to the newcomer. The mystery girl just grinned. It was silent for a moment.

"Oh, really?" the blonde squeaked.

Dory nodded.

"They turned me away a while ago, but maybe for you-" she was cut off.

"Are you saying I have small boobs!?" Layla exaggerated an incredulous gasp.

Dory panicked.

"No! I'm so sorry! I was just trying to-" she was interrupted again.

"It's okay," Layla waved a hand while smiling, "I'm just joking. I would love it if you passed me along the info for that place."

The other girls chuckled, and so did Jason. Dory took a moment to calm, but understood it was just a joke and nodded. She was never able to help someone like her before. So many times had she struggled with that same problem. Then she gave up finding a bra that would fit her. It was nice to be able to aid another cursed girl in need.

"You said they turned you away, Dory?" Val asked, pushing for more opportunities to talk about Dory's breasts.

Dory had spent so much of her life troubled by the subject of her chest; it felt only natural to be talking about it. Even though they were obviously more confident, it was reassuring to be around girls with bodies like hers. She didn't know she was being manipulated.

"Yeah. They said they couldn't make bras big enough for me, so now I just don't wear one," she answered in her high voice.

The second she spoke the last words she realized it was a mistake. Jason's eyes met hers and her face became instantly red. She turned her face away from the others and stared at the table.

"It's okay. We don't either," Jason's mystery girl assured.

And the three girls laughed.

Once the salad had been passed around, Layla pushed her chair in. She lifted her big boobs as she did, setting them on the table so she could get close enough to eat. They were displayed unabashedly.

Valentine and the mystery girl followed her example, lifting their great chests and laying them on the table in a brazen show.

With their enormous breasts resting in front of them on the table, the girls looked to Dory. The sheepish girl just looked up at them through her glasses with doe eyes.

"No need to be polite, go ahead," the nameless girl told her.

Dory reddened and looked down, straight at her giant chest. She was so ashamed of her disproportionate breasts.

"We all have the same problem, Dory. Do what you do when you're alone. You can't eat so far away from the table," Layla tried to comfort.

Dory adjusted her glasses and stared at the table for a thoughtful moment. The girls had been nothing but supportive, even if they were really forward, and she had never been in a room with so many similarly afflicted girls. After an internal debate, she made her decision. Dory put her hands under the large protrusions coming from under her sweater. She lifted her outrageous breasts, heaving the heavy weight and set them on the table as she scooted forward. 

Jason stared at sweater clad breasts, hugely laying out on display for everyone to see. They were so big. So. Damn. Big.

"Those certainly bring meaning to the term 'sweater puppies'" Val giggled.

Everyone laughed except Dory. She just blushed.

Dinner continued and so did the conversation. Jason and Val only chimed in once and a while, leaving most of the talking to the others. Jason could see Dory's body language opening, becoming more secure around newfound friends.

For some reason, that was the moment Jason wondered if Dory knew the name of his mystery girl. She probably gave a fake name, so it wouldn't have mattered to ask. She was too smart to let a loose end like that reveal it to him.

Dory eventually told the story of meeting Jason's mystery girl in the park. And yes, she referred to Jason's nameless slut with a name he knew was fake. He knew because all three girls flashed him a look when Dory said it. It was a knowing look, confirming he certainly didn't know her name yet.

Layla brought out the main course and the heat from her plate caused Dory's glasses to fog. Jason found it incredibly cute the way she snickered, wiping clean her glasses. He wanted so badly to see the naked fullness of her chest. A thought came to him that never would have just a few days ago.

He wanted to ruin this innocent.

As they ate, Jason kept thinking about one thing. He had no idea how the table didn't crush under the weight of so many heavily enormous tits.

Towards the end of dinner, Val spoke up.

"We are swimming after, right?" the redhead wanted to confirm.

"Oh yeah. Of course," Layla confirmed.

"Swimming?" Dory asked in discomfort.

"Yes. We have a pool and want to use it often. I thought it'd be nice to hang out in the water,' Jason's mystery girl explained.

"I...didn't bring a suit," Dory said, thinking that would be enough to avoid the situation.

"Oh don't worry, we have so many to choose from," the nameless slut replied.

Jason could tell Dory dreaded the idea of wearing a swimsuit.

He loved the idea.

***

Jason sat at the edge of the pool, wearing only his swim trunks, his legs hanging in the water. While he waited for the girls to finish changing, he wondered what his wife was doing at that very moment. She was probably eating a microwave dinner quietly and alone. Jason knew she had no idea he had just eaten a better dinner than she had ever made him. To take the insult further, he shared the dinner with four gargantuanly tittied teenagers, three of which he had carnal knowledge. Jason's thoughts were interrupted when Layla came into the pool room.

Jason's mouth hung agape as the blonde walked along the opposite side of the pool, wearing a bikini that could only qualify as a microkini. Her bottoms were basically a thong, framing her round rump indecently. Her perfectly sculpted ass hung free, the hot pink fabric swallowed by her bouncing ass lobes. Layla's toned tummy was fully on display, a stomach she worked hard for and of which she was proud.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 04



Layla beamed enthusiastically as she glided over to Jason's side of the pool with her gymnast's legs. She halted beside him and looked down to speak.

"They are right behind me," she informed, flashing her dazzling pearly whites.

As she looked down at him Jason gazed up at her magnificent rack. Her top consisted of two tiny triangles of pink, barely concealing her nipples, held together by mere string. The top was clearly under stress being stretched around two huge globes for which it clearly wasn't designed. Jason had no idea how it didn't snap free from holding up so much weight. He stopped admiring Layla's obscene choice of swimwear only to watch Valentine enter the pool room.

The redhead's bodacious butt jiggled against her scarlet tie-side bikini bottoms. She had tied the strings in such a way resembling a bow, which made her ass look gift wrapped like the curvaceous present it was. Her matching red top was strapless, a small band of fabric wrapped around her heavy knockers. The band was ill-suited to contain her weighty whoppers, and it fought desperately to contain her chest. The style of bikini maximized her cavernous cleavage, which she shamelessly showcased while smiling. The woman was all soft curves and shook in all the right places. Her nipples were already hard and pointing through her top when she reached Jason and Layla.

"They're coming. There was some trouble with the newbie," she sardonically commented.

"I just love your suit, Val," Layla complimented.

Layla reached out and groped one of Val's large orbs, squeezing playfully.

"Yours is so slutty. Just like it should be," Val responded.

Valentine returned Layla's grope, albeit much more roughly. Layla squealed.

"I'll make you cum for that, you slut!" Layla feigned a wounded gasp.

"You better, blonde bitch," Val winked.

The busty blonde blew a kiss back at her when they both heard Jason swear.

"Holy shit," he breathed.

Jason's mystery girl came into the pool room strutting, parading her body for all eyes to take in. Her choice of swimwear could hardly be called as such. Pulled across her impossible hourglass was the tiniest, skimpiest, barely existing sling bikini. The strings of the suit were thin as floss, strategically widening just enough near her nipples and vag to cover the goods.

Just barely. 

The tiny black patches of fabric left nothing to the imagination. Her suit strained against her ridiculous rack and ample ass, and was in serious danger of flinging off her insane body. Each step she took put her extreme funbags in danger of popping out into the open. She might as well have worn nothing. Somehow, her impure suit made it sluttier than going nude. This was Jason's huge tittied nameless slut, and she wasn't ashamed.

She walked over to the other three, and Val got a great look at the floss strung between her giant ass.

"Spank me," the bustiest of them ordered, whipping her black hair.

Valentine smacked the perfect butt hard and it echoed through the room. The nameless teen looked to Layla.

"Slap my heavy bap," she flashed a look to her breast.

Layla obliged and sent a ripple through the heavy teat.

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm hot!" the mystery teen blurted out, shaking her body with pride.

All three of the preposterously proportioned girls stood at Jason's side, proudly modeling their lascivious swimwear. Jason only stared.

"I think he likes our choices," the nameless slut laughed.

Layla and Val giggled in agreement, teasing Jason with a shake of their chesticles. He was stunned into silence, gazing at the insanely hot teenagers. Then he saw a flash of annoyance cross Val's pretty face.

"Where is she?" Val asked, slightly irked.

The girl with no name whipped her dark locks again and called out beyond the pool room.

"Don't be shy! I picked that suit especially for you!" she said in uncharacteristic sweetness.

"...I don't think I should," Dory's voice rebutted from the other room.

"I picked the suit with the most coverage in our collection. There isn't one with more. Come on out!" the mystery girl urged.

"...I don't feel like swimming," Dory voiced, still outside the room.

"Come on, Dory! We all have the same 'problem' remember?" Layla interjected, echoing her words from earlier.

Dory was quiet and the air was silent.

Just as Val rolled her eyes in frustration, a leg cautiously stepped into the room. Nervously slow and with great hesitance, Dory crept into view, stopping just inside the entrance. Jason finally got the view he'd been waiting for.

Dory stood in obvious discomfort, her knees turned slightly inward, betraying her shyness. Jason looked up her slender legs to notice the plain white bikini bottoms she wore. They were conservative enough to give most girls coverage of their rear end, but Dory wasn't most girls. Even from the front, Jason could see Dory's ass jut out in bubbly excellence. It was too big for the bottoms, and her two pleasantly plump cheeks peeked out the back.

Jason loved the sight of her bum, but couldn't contain himself when he saw what he was craving. He finally saw the actual size of Dory's crazily humongous breasts.

Her tits were gargantuan.

Dory held her mammoth mammaries in a futile hand bra. Her excessive breast fat spilled over her fingers, swallowing them into pale, soft tissue. Though trying desperately, Dory failed to hide her ridiculous rack behind her hands. Her chest boulders looked magnificently soft, and Jason was jealous of Dory's palms.

Dory just stood there, eternally embarrassed. She was ashamed of the grotesque breasts hanging in front of her.

"Come on in," Layla invited.

"Maybe I should go," Dory quietly voiced.

"Nonsense. Show the girls your top. I think I picked a cute one," the bustiest of all of them pushed.

After an unsure pause, Dory slowly lowered her hands from the incredible weight of her boobs. When she dropped her hold, her two great orbs shook before settling.

Her white bikini top certainly offered the most coverage out of the ones in the room, with two rectangles hiding her nipples. But, like the other suits, the fabric was stretched against the sheer immensity of Dory's fleshy spheres.

"So cute!" Layla sang.

Val made a non-committal hum.

"You took off your glasses!" Layla added.

Dory's deep brown eyes were big and still nervous. She slowly stepped over to the group, bouncing in all the right places along the way. She passed the others to stand at the end, and Jason stared at her jiggling ass. Her bottoms clung to her rear, her amazingly thick bum stretching them to the limit.

She halted and stood self-consciously, her monumental mammaries swaying about. The baps hanging from her chest were indeed larger than Valentine's, making her second largest of the group of girls. 

She knew Jason was staring and wished he would stop. He tore his eyes away, albeit reluctantly so.

"Me first!" Layla sang, jumping into the water.

Warm water splashed out of the pool and covered everyone at its side.

"Damn it, Layla!" Val complained, jumping in after her.

Jason's mystery slut followed, more water coming from the pool to hit Jason and Dory.

The three girls swam to a more shallow part of the pool, their huge boobs glistening with wet sheen.

"Come on in Dory," Jason's mystery girl invited.

Dory hesitated, but shook her head and smiled. With a running start she jumped in, creating a bigger wave than any of them.

The girls laughed in the pool as Dory challenged them to do better.

As the splash fight began, Jason could only think about how pleasantly Dory's curves jiggled about when she had made her jump.

The night passed on, getting later as the pool shenanigans continued. Even though the girls were wearing ridiculously scandalous swimsuits, they toned down their sexy demeanors. They had fun, splashing, swimming, and playing Marco Polo. Jason wasn't fooled.

The girls were acting like giddy school girls having an innocent time around the pool. He knew it was to lure Dory into a false sense of security. It was working. Dory was openly laughing, smiling, and chasing the other girls in the water. She even splashed Jason in the face, when previously she wouldn't even look at him.

Dory sent a particularly large splash of water onto Jason's mystery girl with expert timing.

"Ah!" the nameless girl laughed.

"Didn't see that one comin' did you?" Dory giggled.

"I'll get you back for that one, Short-stack," she snickered back.

A squeal escaped Layla.

"Short-stack! Because you're short and outrageously stacked! That is so adorable! I love it, and it should stick," Layla cheered.

Everyone waited for Dory's body to close up and watch her face get red.

But she didn't.

Dory was comfortable around these girls. The mention of her breast size didn't poke at her self-esteem this time. She just shined a cute grin.

"It's kinda funny," she giggled.

The girls clapped at the acceptance of the nickname, and the pool festivities continued for the night.

When it was late enough Dory mentioned the time and said she should go. The other girls nodded and they all stepped out of the pool, their bodies glistening in a sexy sheen. Jason struggled not to grow in his trunks at the sight of so many enormous, wet breasts.

The girls toweled off while Jason remained in the pool, and he stared as they dried their bodies. Wiping their curvy bodies dry slowly, it was as if the girls were daring him to become erect.

Then the plan began execution.

"Gosh if only boys could see us like this. All wet, drying off slowly," Layla commented.

"I bet they would cream their pants," Val added rather inappropriately.

Jason saw Dory flinch at the use of such language.

"I don't know. Let's ask Jason. Did you cum in your trunks?" the mystery girl called out to him.

Dory was obviously uncomfortable with how the conversation had turned. She felt comfortable enough with the girls now to say something.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. It's lewd," she argued in her small voice.

"What? Talking about his cum? You don't think I should talk about the jizz that is so hard to hold onto when he is around busty bitches like us?" the nameless girl quizzed.

Dory's face scrunched up a bit. She was obviously uncomfortable with the subject matter, but had come out of her shell a bit. She wouldn't back down.

"You shouldn't talk about...you shouldn't be talking about his..," she trailed off.

"What? What the hell shouldn't she talk about?" Val pushed.

"...she shouldn't talk about his...his nutter butter," Dory whispered, making air quotes around the last words.

Val couldn't hold in her uproar. She laughed hysterically.

"Ommigosh! That is so cute! You call spunk 'nutter butter!' Can you not call it cum?" Layla asked.

Dory was beat red.

"That's...dirty, okay?" she said, hoping to end the line of questioning.

While Val was still laughing her ass off, Jason's mystery girl threw her towel side, and neared Dory. She positioned herself behind her and placed her hands on Dory's shoulders. She could feel the mystery girl's enormous rack pushing against her back.

"Dirty is good Dory. You'll see that soon," she responded, her voice a bit dark.

Dory became a bit uneasy.

"I had a good time, but I think I should go..," she started.

Layla came to Dory's side, grabbing her left arm. Dory thought it was a bit rough. Layla was holding on pretty hard.

"But the night is just starting!" she gleefully informed.

Val quickly overcame her bout of laughter and swiftly came to Dory's side. She grabbed the arm Layla wasn't holding. Dory knew something was wrong.

"What are you doing?" she weakly asked, her doe eyes confused.

"You are eighteen, Dory. You really should be able to say 'cum,'" Val chastised.

Dory gave a slight tug, and failed to pull away.

"Take her down, girls," the mystery girl ordered.

It all happened so quickly.

In unison, Layla and Valentine lifted the leg of Dory's that was closet to them. The nameless slut kept her hands on Dory's shoulders, just in case her struggle was especially lively. Dory let out a confused yelp as she was lifted from her feet, and brought to the pool room floor.

"What are you doing!?" she screeched in an addled state.

The raven haired beauty rested Dory's head on her lap, as Val and Layla securely held her limbs. The mystery girl ran her hand down Dory and groped her big tits through her bikini. Dory flinched.

"Stop!" she called out.

"No. You showed me these humongous chest hangers once. It not fair no one else gets to see those big, round nipples you have," she purred.

In a fell swoop, the mystery girl tugged at the thin material of Dory's top, and tore it from her giant bosom.

"No!" Dory shrieked in wide eyed fear.

Jason got the eyeful he had been waiting all night for.

Dory's gigantic boobs were free, nakedly displayed for everyone to see. Smooth, supple, and creamy skin was spread around her excessively abundant fun bags. Jason gazed at her large, perfectly round nips, dotting her supremely sized globes with pink.

"Those are some damn big nips! Bigger than any of ours," Val complimented, staring at the glorious rack.

"So sexy," Layla agreed.

Dory was trying to kick out of her hold, but couldn't. She made grunts and breaths of struggle, trying her best to set herself free.

Paying no mind to her fight, the mystery girl pushed her hand over Dory's more than large chest entities, and hooked her fingers in her swimsuit bottoms. 

Dory's eyes widened and looked up at the mystery girl.

"Don't!" she cried.

Her bottoms tore off just as easily as her top.

"You like your pussy clean! Just like us!" Layla happily observed.

Val nodded and laughed. It was a sinister laugh.

The two girls forced Dory's legs apart spreading them for Jason to see. They ignored Dory's protests. Jason saw that Dory's pink pussy was indeed clean, and it looked incredibly tight.

Jason watched the futility of Dory's struggle. The girls had her overpowered. His mystery girl looked at him as she held Dory down.

"Are you hard, stud?" she eyed his way.

Jason was. He hadn't noticed. He shouldn't have been turned on by the obvious immoral actions he was seeing. That didn't stop his penis from currently being erect and pulsing for action. He nodded to confirm his rigidness.

All three girls smiled as Dory's face overcame with fear.

"What are you talking about? What are you doing!?" she called out uselessly.

"It's time to show Dory what your packing, stud," the black haired teen announced.

Jason pulled off his trunks and left them floating as he climbed the pool steps. He felt his rod extend just a bit further in thrilled anticipation. He was just as eager as the girls to see Dory's reaction.

Dory ceased her wrestling and stared on as Jason rose out of the pool.

Breaking the surface tension of the water, Jason's indecently elongated, troublesomely thick, harder-than-steel erection emerged. Dory's teenaged eyes widened as the older man's appalling appendage appeared, its impossible size not immediately registering. 

His huge head stared menacingly at her, with terrifyingly broad girth. The shaft stood out from him longer than a foot. She could see the vascular detail of his bulk, throbbing intensely in her direction. The member she saw was a threatening weapon, a battering ram of an organ. With the horrifyingly herculean penis in front of her, Dory's confused panic evolved into hysterical fear.

Dory's heart pounded in her throat as real terror gripped her. She shook in her fear and her body used both fight and flight. She spasmed in panic, attempting to escape the impending horror. Wrestling against her captors, she cried out in desperate pleas.

"No! Oh my god, please! You can't do this!" she shouted.

"Come closer," Val instructed Jason.

Dory just became more frantic as Jason neared her with his dangerous tool.

"Stop it! Please stop! You can't do this!" she cried out.

Jason stopped and knelt down, very close to the panicking girl. The girls held her as steady as possible, despite her fighting spirit.

Jason's mystery girl spoke to the manic girl.

"Calm down. Stop struggling. Let me talk and everything will be okay," she eased.

Dory gave a few more defiant wriggles, but ultimately calmed to listen.

"As you can tell, Jason here is special. He is more than a friend to us. He fucks us Dory. He fucks us with that giant cock, and tonight, he's going to fuck you with it," she explained softly.

Dory's panic renewed as she wrestled again.

"No! You can't put that inside me! This isn't happening!" she protested.

"It gets better. You see, a cock like that? You never put a condom on a cock like that. He fucks us bareback. And he is going to fuck you bareback. And in the end, he is going to pump load after load in your unprotected cunt. He's going to get you pregnant tonight," the evil teen explained.

Tears rolled down Dory's flushed cheeks.

The mystery girl pet Dory's hair signaling for her to calm again.

"He's our great bull. A stallion. He breeds us like the sluts were are. He's going to breed you, and even if you don't know it now, you will thank him for it," she promised.

"I don't know him. He can't get me pregnant," Dory whined.

"Yes he can. He will. He will rescue you from an empty womb. I think deep down, behind your shy, cute personality, lies a total slut. No one grows tits like that and isn't one. Tonight, we are turning you into one of us. A true slut," she informed.

"Oh god, please. You can't. It's thicker than my wrist! It's as thick as my forearm," Dory tearfully lamented.

"Holy fuck, is your cock as thick as her forearm, Jason?" Valentine asked, a sound of excited hope in her voice.

Jason's nameless slut grabbed Dory's slender arm and held it outwards. With a small struggle the girl reluctantly allowed Jason to near his towering prick to the limb. His phallus was indeed as thick, if not thicker than the petite girl's forearm.

"That so hot!" Layla exclaimed.

"It totally is! That is so fucking hot," Val agreed.

"You can't do it. It can't go inside me. It's too much. It's too big," the captured girl bawled.

"He's going to put it inside you. Thicker than your arm, and more than a fifth of your height. It's so fucking hot," the nameless slut stated.

Dory answered with more whimpers.

"Give her just a bit Jason. Just the head," his nameless slut urged.

"No...no..," Dory repeated in low, defeated prayers.

Jason was so close to her entrance, nearly touching it. He could feel its heat, and he knew it was moist. Dory's damp pussy betrayed her words. She tried to argue again.

"Please, I will do anything. I will give you money. Please don't put that inside me," she sobbed up at Jason.

The room filled with laughter again.

Jason touched his head to her lips. Their damp warmth teased him, and he held back the hasty thrust he wished to give her. As she felt his head brush her hot entrance, Dory pleaded one more time.

"I'll break," she whispered as a final plea.

Before his nameless slut could say it, Jason answered Dory.

"I know," he said.

Jason pushed his thick head into Dory's reluctant pussy.

The entrance to her vagina resisted, but inevitably parted to Jason's invading dome. He entered warm walls that were desperately fighting his unwelcome appendage.

"NO! NO! PLEASE!" Dory wailed in panic.

All the girls laughed as she cried.

Jason kept pushing, slowly progressing into Dory's pussy. The poor girl's southern region spread over his colossal girth, eliciting intense reactions from both parties.

"IT'S. TOO. MUCH!" the mousy girl wept.

"Fuck yes, much too big," Val agreed with horny zest.

"Don't stop, stud. I told you. You would have to do what is necessary. Keep going," the evilest and bustiest teen of all stated.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 04



Jason's penis pushed further inside Dory, and her pussy stretched farther than she ever thought it could. The immense pain shot all over her body as she was forced apart.

"...Hurts so much..," she sobbed, in midst of harrowing stress.

"Isn't it great? That's just the tip, sweetie. Here's comes the shaft," the mystery girl signaled Jason.

Slightly faster, Jason pushed is mast farther into the teenager's quivering cunt. It felt incredible around him.

"OH GOD! OOWWW!" Dory screamed as Jason's shaft journeyed into her.

As he entered farther her pussy stretched. It stretched like she never thought possible. Her walls parted, making more room for the huge appendage forcing itself inside. The pain was too great to imagine, but something else was there. It was a feeling Dory had never felt. It's intensity was overpowering.

"Don't you like it?" Layla asked innocently, securely holding Dory down.

"Take it out...take it out..," Dory kept crying.

"You aren't behaving," the mystery girl explained," and that means you get punished. Push it in faster, stud."

Jason pushed a bit faster, more inches sliding into the unwelcoming cunt.

"GAHHH!" Dory shrieked.

Dory's shouts and cries went on as Jason filled her. She thought she might split. The man on top of her advanced his lance, and his broad head kissed her cervix.

"ACKKK!" she grunted out in pain.

"There's still more," Jason breathed to her.

The man pushed harder into the girl and shoved the rest of his member into her crevice. He moaned as he buried his cock to the base, snugly secure in her tight slit. Dory screamed.

Dory's body would have flailed about if she hadn't been securely held by her captors. With Jason's entirety inside her, she let out continuous groans of complete despair. She knew nothing could be worse. 

Until Jason began to thrust.

The man pulled out his lengthy python, only to shove it back in her warm depths.

Dory grunted as the wind was knocked out of her.

"No!" she protested.

"Keep going. Fuck this nay-sayer harder," Val ordered.

Jason obliged. He fucked the whimpering girl with his manhood, her tight pussy clinging to him pleasurably.

Only wails from the assaulted girl filled the room. As Jason fucked her, she closed her eyes, waiting for it all to be over. She was in pain, scared, and something else. Something she couldn't identify, but it terrified her. She didn't want to admit she knew what it was.

"You are being forced to take more than a foot of cock in your tight, little cunt. That makes you wet doesn't it?" the raven-haired bitch breathed in Dory's ear.

"No!" she cried out. Dory didn't even notice her pussy became slicker.

The girl was being hit with intense feeling she never had before. It was too much. The man inside her did not stop his relentless pounding. Dory didn't know how long it had been, but it had been too long.

Her senses were assaulted with signals of acute and severe intensity that made her feel as if she would tear from her body. The man on top of her pumped her with his weapon, unconcerned with Dory's well-being. 

Dory convulsed each time her cervix was punched by Jason's hugeness. Her brain was firing at nerves all around her body, overwhelming her. She prayed for it to stop. Her violation continued for what seemed like forever, and she found strength to protest again.

"Please...let me go," she weakly gasped, her eyes still tightly shut.

Her plea was met only with laughter. She continued yelping in distress with each violent thrust Jason pumped. She barred her teeth each time his head forcefully rammed her cervix.

She begged again, tears falling from her clenched eyes.

"Let me go! Please!" she asserted more loudly, praying for her nightmare to end.

She again heard feminine giggling, along with a retort to her pleas.

"We let you go a long time ago," she was answered, "open your eyes."

Jason refused to slow the pace of his pummeling, but Dory found the strength to slowly open her eyes.

Through her tear filled gaze, she saw Jason's face above her, determined and clearly in the midst of great pleasure. She looked down his strong body and gasped at the reality she had ignored.

Dory saw her own hands digging into Jason's arms, gripping as if her life itself depended on it. Though she couldn't see her creamy thighs past her colossal chest, she felt them wrapped around Jason's torso. She couldn't believe it.

"What...?" she trailed off, reluctant to believe her eyes.

Dory was free to push herself away from the man driving his punishing prick inside of her. She wasn't being forced any longer. The teenager had been holding on to him of her own volition, and now had the opportunity to stop. 

She didn't. 

In fact, when she saw her current state, she felt her pussy constrict more tightly around the phallus pumping her.

"Your body knows something you don't," the nameless slut informed.

"It knows this is good for you," Layla chimed in.

"Just accept it already you difficult bitch. You fucking love this," Val spat.

Dory knew she was suppressing something she didn't want to admit. She couldn't accept she knew what the feeling growing inside her was. It was there since the beginning. She couldn't accept it, but she could no longer deny it. Dory said it in her head. She knew what it was.

Dory was horny.

"Look, she isn't stopping him!" Layla cheerfully observed.

The brown haired innocent blushed as she realized the girls knew her secret. She would've wondered how they guessed it, if a humongous dick wasn't distractingly shoving itself in and out of her southern region.

"You feel good, don't you? Jason asked, looking into her fearful eyes.

Dory made a quick gesture that could be interpreted as a nod.

Jason plowed more quickly into the now receptive girl. Her cute face scrunched up, grimacing in rapturous agony as Jason skewered her pussy with his punishing lance. The huge cock head kept kissing her cervix, relentlessly hitting it like a battering ram. His penis was breaking down the door to her sexual awakening.

He could tell behind her distress was a building pleasure, doomed to climb until the breaking point. It was time to get her to accept her breasts for what they were. They were amazingly stupendous globes of pleasure. They were meant to be used and abused. Jason was going to teach her to love her eclipsing, bouncing titties. He knew flattery could help her along the way.

"I love the way your enormous breasts bounce, Dory," Jason breathed, watching her rebounding bosom.

Dory spoke between labored breaths.

"...You've been staring at them all night..," she rightly accused in her soft voice.

"They are sooo fat!" Layla interrupted with singing glee.

Dory was always uncomfortable with the subject of her breast size.

She looked down at her chest, where her giant globes indeed danced to a rhythm matching Jason's sexing. His thrusting made waves in her vast and supple chest flesh. Dory and Jason both watched as her boobs bounced in mesmerizing rhythm, dancing around as if calling out for attention. The sheer enormity of her funbags clashed against each other, clapping loudly. The girl began to understand for what they could be used.

"They...they really are...so fat. They always feel so heavy," Dory agreed with Layla.

Any other time in her life, Dory would have been disgusted with her rebounding breasts. Now, she was on the precipice of understanding what her sex life was going to turn into. The sight of her own lewdness made her hot, turning her on. Peering back at Jason's face, she almost didn't realize she whispered the words she was thinking.

"What was that?" Jason asked, lowering his face to hers as he gyrated.

"...Do what you want with them..." she barely managed to speak, beginning to let in her desire.

"No. Don't fucking reward her for that. Push her," Val hissed, not liking Dory's gentle vocabulary.

"You need to do better if you want me to play with them Dory," Jason revealed.

Dory's breathing was timed with his thrusts, and she wanted her breasts to be touched. For the first time in her life, she wanted her hilariously huge knockers played with. She tried to be a bit more assertive.

"Please, touch my...big breasts," she said softly.

It was the dirtiest thing she had ever said. If Dory was completely honest with herself, it made her wet.

Jason just shook his head slowly, all while driving into her with incredible force.

A sliver of frustration built inside Dory. She wanted her body to be used. She dug deep within her to find something dirty. Something one of the other girls might say. When she was ready, she said what she thought was the dirtiest thing she would ever say.

"Grope my...uber-tits. Suck on my...giant juggs," she gently tested.

Jason smiled widely as his mouth dived toward a pink and round teat. Dory let out a short gasp of delight as he secured his lips around her nipple.

A squeal of rapture escaped Dory as Jason sucked her nipple deeply. Shocks of tingling bliss shot through her giant breasts and all around her body. Dory's being vibrated with building pleasure.

"Feels so good. So good," Dory hummed.

Jason spent time sucking her nipple, and moved to the other one so it wouldn't feel neglected. He felt Dory's pussy constrict around him as he tongued her nips. When he sucked one nipple, he groped her other breast roughly with his hand. She liked it and he gave her a few extra hard thrusts as appreciation for her moans.

"Ah! Ow!" she squeaked as he railed her.

"Tell him. Admit what size bra you used to wear. Tell him how giant those crazy knockers are," the nameless slut ordered to Dory.

Dory felt there was no choice but to obey. She said words she never thought she would reveal to anyone.

"...the last bra I wore was an O-cup...but they've grown since then..," Dory admitted as her pleasure grew.

"That is so stupidly hot," Layla offered.

Jason gave an extra hard thrust when he heard how massive Dory's swinging baps were.

"ACK!" she yelped delightfully.

"Trouble taking that monster dong?" Val laughed at her.

"It...hurts...so...much," Dory half-complained through deep breaths.

"No. Say what you really mean," Valentine commanded.

Dory paused, and she rephrased her lament.

"...It hurts...so GOOD," she moaned.

All three sluts grinned in approval, knowing Dory's corruption was truly taking root.

As Dory came closer to the edge of her euphoria, so did Jason. His body tensed as he entered the end game. His lover leaned her head back, draping her hair behind her, as pleasure multiplied around her body.

Jason groaned as it happened.

Dory's hips began moving involuntarily, working Jason's pillar steadily as he drove into her. Her hips gained momentum, gyrating faster by the second. She couldn't stop her hips from rolling into him if she wanted to. 

"Oh my, she knows she wants to cum. Dory, honey, I'll give you a tip. If you can say the filthiest things while you cum, you'll cum harder. Don't be afraid. Be fucking dirty," Layla bubbled.

"That's right. You need to say things like 'cum' to be a real slut. You know you're thinking those dirty things. Fucking say them," Val lectured.

Even in her trance like state, she remembered what the girls wanted from her violation. The teenager knew what Jason's intention was, and knew this was her last chance to speak out. Even though she was finally admitting her desire, she couldn't be irresponsible about it. She couldn't neglect the risk of what was happening to her. Finding it difficult to concentrate on words, Dory spoke gently.

"Please...don't finish inside me," she pleaded into the air, her legs tightly wrapped around her man.

"You don't want me to cum inside you?" Jason echoed while his dick twitched.

Dory shook her head in a cute, naïve way.

"Don't do it. Please don't finish inside me. I don't want to get pregnant," she said, her breathing heavily labored.

Jason responded by fucking her harder, as if to punish her for the suggestion. He was fucking her with blinding speed. Dory moaned deeply.

"It will feel so good. Cumming inside you and knocking you up will feel so fucking good. I have to do it," he argued, drilling her relentlessly.

"No, you don't. It's a choice," she tried to reason.

"Yeah it is. It's your choice. I can't pull out with your legs holding me inside you like this," Jason rebutted.

Confused, Dory tried to release her thighs from Jason's mid-section. She failed as she continued to hold on to him with a vice like grip. She was swallowed by sexual bliss.

"...my legs...won't budge..," she trailed off, barely present.

"The cute little slut can't control her body she feels so good!" Val laughed.

The nameless slut put her lips to Dory's ear, speaking with silky smooth cadence.

"You have to choose. You can sacrifice your orgasm so your legs will release and let him pull out, or you can accept it. You can have a complete, unbelievable, full body orgasm. Your first. The kind that makes you leave your own body while you are pumped full with seed. The only kind of orgasm you can have while being impregnated. You want that, don't you?" the nameless slut whispered.

Dory wondered if that is what she really wanted. The pillar ramming in and out of her made her feel so full she thought she might burst. She didn't want to get pregnant, but she had to know what was on the other side of her pleasure. 

"I don't want to get pregnant..," she tried to argue, fading again into her passion.

Jason drove especially hard into her.

"UGH!" Dory gasped as she was interrupted by the huge cock inside her.

"...but I really wanna finissshhhh..," she concluded, humming in rapturous delight.

Jason almost missed it, but he detected a subtle change in Dory's voice. She was speaking with slightly more determined purpose. Before he could address it, Val interrupted.

"Cumming and getting pregnant are one and the same now. You want to cum? You are getting knocked up," Val assured.

"Tell us you understand that. Tell us you want to cum and get pregnant," Layla said with pep.

"Admit you're getting bred," Val spat out.

Dory said nothing while being stuffed. Her worry started to fade as she was consumed by the thought of cumming.

"It's time. Cum inside her Jason," his raven haired beauty ordered.

A smile crossed Dory's lips as she imagined Jason unleashing his issue inside of her. It wasn't an innocent grin.

"Please, no..," Dory breathed half-heartedly as her toes curled.

"Stop lying. Tell him. Tell him it's okay to blow his load in your cunt. Admit you want it. Use that silly term you like," Valentine urged.

Dory resisted poorly. She bit her lower lip as her pleasure intensified. She was bubbling with sensation.

"You can...you can..," she stopped.

"Tell him!" Layla impatiently shouted.

Dory caved.

"Blow your nutter butter inside me, okay? Please just let me finish," she relented.

"How much? How much cum can I pump inside you?" Jason asked.

"As much nutter butter as you want. As much as you'd like. All of it. Please just let me finish. I've got to know what it feels like," she moaned.

"Do you fully recognize when your orgasm is over, you will be pregnant?" the nameless slut asked.

Something primal took over in Dory. All innocence in her voice gave way to something sexier. 

"Uh-huh," she cooed as her muscles tightened.

"Do you want it? Can you admit you want to be filled with your lover's jizz as you cum?" Layla chimed in.

Dory inhaled deeply and her eyes narrowed, staring up at her man.

"Oh yeah," Dory naughtily oozed.

"Does it turn you on Jason is going to knock you up after knowing him from just one night?" Val evilly asked.

A smile curved up one side of Dory's lips. Jason was almost startled. She didn't look like and innocent any longer, she looked like a slut. The look she gave him was more ravenous than he thought she could give.

"Yeah it does," Dory devilishly answered.

"Do you want to feel him empty his balls into you as you burst with pleasure? Do you want it?" the nameless slut asked.

"Oh yeah, I want it. I want it. Give me what I want," she voraciously begged.

The last remaining tears that had welled in Dory's eyes earlier rolled down her face. The released water left her innocence behind, and gave life to her new self. She fucked her lover as hard as he was fucking her.

"Tell him what you want," the mystery girl ordered.

Dory looked up to the man fucking her with a fierce gaze.

"I want you to finish inside me..." she began.

Something deep within her added a bit of filth. Her eyes were fiercely hungry and she moved her hips more ravenously.

"...and I want you to do it balls deep," she darkly dared.

Dory was about to tip. Jason was rocking her cunt into a different dimension of pleasure. She looked up at her lover with her insatiable eyes, ready to reach her summit with him. Her glare was dirtier than any Jason had ever seen, and she barred her teeth at him.

"You gonna do it? Huh? Are you gonna give it all to me? You gonna breed me?" Dory raunchily snarled through clenched teeth.

Jason nearly popped. The once sweet girl had turned totally vulgar. It sounded as if she were daring him to explode inside her.

"You fucking bet. I'm gonna give it all to you in your unprotected cunt," Jason barked back.

"I want to feel all of it," Dory ferociously growled.

It was a primal, beastly declaration. It was one worthy of a slut. Dory's hips were grinding her man vigilantly, and her tits were springing about insanely. 

"One more thing, Dory. This is the best part. You will be one of us if you can accept this. You will be a true slut. It will make your orgasm so much harder," the nameless slut said.

"Tell me," she begged to know as her eyes lidded over.

"Jason is married. That giant fucking cock inside of you, prepared to fire streams of thick spunk inside your fertile cunt, is married. Can you cum on a schlong that should be committed to another woman? Can you let him knock you up with his cheating, unfaithful dick?" the mystery slut snarled.

Dory clawed at Jason as she lost control of her body. She was enveloped in ferocious lust. She began to groan uncontrollably in her heat. The salacious reveal of Jason's marriage sunk into her as her pleasure readied to pop. Her answer was an involuntary groan, loud and emphatic.

"YES!" she pledged.

Dory's eyes flashed open and her mouth opened as widely as possible . No words came out, only a deep continuous gasp of exhilarating intensity. Every last nerve in her being electrified her senses as her orgasm exploded into fruition. Walls of euphoric ecstasy crashed into her over and over so quickly and violently she didn't know she was shaking, convulsing in quiet rapture.

Then Jason's body locked as he reached the summit of his pleasure. His throbbing weapon contracted as his orgasm began. 

"I'M CUMMING INSIDE YOU DORY! I'M BLOWING MY LOAD INTO YOUR PUSSY!" Jason shouted at the top of his lungs.

That's when the second, more intense part of Dory's orgasm started.

Dory felt her spirit tear from her body as her high point sky rocketed higher. The intensity caused her to quiver more wildly, slipping around Jason's mast in mania. Her shyness fully shed and gave way to the animal underneath. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she was going to make it known. Uninhibited, her mouth let fly unfiltered, unadulterated, high pitched filth.

"ooooOOOOOOHHHH! MY SLUTTY PUSSY IS CUMMING! BLAST THAT BABY GRAVY IN MY ITTY BITTY CUNT! GROPE MY TITANIC TITTIES!" she blurted her new vocabulary.

"FUCKING YES!" Jason complied, mashing his hands into her grotesquely gigantic tits while ejaculating.

"YES! MOLEST MY UBER UDDERS! KNOCK ME UP, YOU HUGE-DICKED MOMMY MAKER!" Dory exclaimed, feeling her words rather than thinking them.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 04



"I'M CUMMING SO HARD!" Jason bellowed, shooting more of his issue.

"YES! BALLS DEEP! BALLS DEEP! PACK ME WITH CUM! SPRAYPAINT MY CERVIX!" Dory yelled.

"I'M DOING IT! I'M FILLING YOU WITH JIZZ!" Jason yelled as globs of seed fired from his cock.

Dory scream kept climbing to higher pitches as Jason's cum exploded into her warm walls and battered her cervix. She went crazier with each load he pumped into her body.

"I FEEL IT! I FEEL YOUR SPUNK SPLASHING INSIDE ME! SHOOT ME FULL OF YOUR SUPER SEED!" Dory replied as her breasts were squeezed.

Jason couldn't stop cumming into the newer, dirtier Dory. Her orgasming cunt pulled his seed deeper inside her.

"DO IT WITH THAT GIANT SCHLONG! YOU'RE BREAKING MY TINY SLIT! DON'T BE SHY! FUCKING CRIPPLE MY CUNT!!" Dory screeched.

Jason's cock assaulted her cunt as he came, bashing into it with unbelievable force.

"YOU'VE BECOME A SLUT! YOU LOVE BEING BRED BY ME!" Jason sounded as he pumped more jizz inside her.

"YEAH! BREED ME, BREED ME, BREED ME, BREED ME!!" Dory happily wailed as she was filled.

It was only after what seemed like an eternity that the two lovers came down from their orgasm. Jason dropped on top of her, both breathing heavily from the exhaustingly satisfying experience. It was silent for many moments.

The other girls' jaws dropped in unison.

"What. The. Flying. Fuck," Val said in disbelief.

"That was the most incredible orgasm I've ever seen," Layla said in stunned amazement.

"That was the birth of a slut," Jason's nameless teen added.

"'Cripple my cunt?' Short-stack, that is fucking raunchy," Val congratulated.

"The dirtiest. It's honestly and truly nasty," Layla agreed, kissing Dory sweetly on the cheek.

All fell quiet as Dory hummed lowly, her spasms intense and overwhelming her body.

This was the first time Dory knew complete satisfaction. She lay under her lover, breathing heavily in post-coital bliss. She felt her unbelievable rack pushed up against her lover's chest as she regained her breath.

"There is so much of your nutter butter inside me," Dory cutely commented.

"Nutter butter? You were just saying filthy things! Why are you back to this nickname shit?" Val spat.

"She only talks filthy when she's near to cumming I bet!" Layla laughed.

"I'll get better at the dirty talk...I promise..," Dory whispered.

Dory, her eyes big and round once more, reached up to Jason's face. Her lips met his as she kissed him. It was soft and sweet, as if thanking him for depositing his voluminous load inside of her.

"It was so intense," Dory breathed.

"What do you think about him being a married man?" Val asked.

Dory paused and her eyes strayed. She was ashamed of the answer, but she felt compelled to be honest.

"That...made it more intense," she admitted.

The other girls snickered, knowing that would be her answer.

"Does that make me a bad person?" Dory asked self-consciously.

Jason's nameless slut pet Dory's head with care.

"No. It makes you a very good slut," she responded.

"Do you want to have more sex with him?" Layla added.

Dory's eyes were huge again, looking up at Jason innocently.

"Yeah. I want to do it a lot," she revealed.

"You want him to cheat on his ugly wife with you more?" Val asked.

Dory nodded enthusiastically, still trying to catch her breath.

"Is your wife really ugly?" Dory asked up at Jason.

He nodded in the affirmative.

"You should...you should cheat on her more with me," Dory was ashamed to say.

Jason smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I will," he promised.

"I really let you do it. I'm going to get pregnant," Dory said more to herself than to anyone else.

She didn't understand what had overtaken her good sense. She should have kept protesting. She should have been disgusted when she learned Jason was married. But she didn't regret what she had done. 

"I know you feel strange. You don't know why you did what you did. But I do. You are a slut. You just needed a giant dick to knock that fact loose," the mystery girl explained.

Dory seemed to understand. Finally, she accepted she was a whore.

"You are so good at being a whore too. I can't wait to see how you handle your next challenge," Layla said, a twinkle in her eye.

"Do you have any nut allergies?" the mystery girl probed Dory.

Dory shook her head, confused.

"Good. That means you can put his heavy nuts in your mouth," the nameless slut observed.

Jason pulled out of Dory's crevice and positioned his balls over Dory's face, hanging largely for her to examine. She looked up at their round shape, and admired the underside look at his long shaft, which was still incredibly hard.

"Tempt her tummy with your nuts and honey," Layla purred.

"I...like honey," Dory innocently whispered.

Dory was nervous, but knew she must open her mouth. She felt compelled by her newfound sexual urges.

Jason lowered his ball sack to the girl's waiting agape mouth.

A salty sweet flavor met Dory as she extended her tongue and wrapped her lips around one of Jason's large balls.

"That's it. Suck those nuts," Jason moaned in approval.

Dory's heart went a flutter as she explored the man's heavy nut with her tongue and lips, licking and sucking as she pleased. The girl attended to one round egg so diligently, and then moved her mouth over to the other. She rotated between tongue bathing and gentle sucking. As she sucked on the balls that had just fertilized her, she grew consumed by a hunger for her man's genitals.

"She's getting the hang of this. Give her more," Val encouraged.

Jason let his short slut play with his balls a little longer, reveling in how eagerly she pleasured his large orbs. Only then did he pull himself from her mouth, to point his turgid member at Dory's face.

The girl looked down the menacing shaft as it pulsed in front of her face. Even though the teen was nervous, the vascular detail of the cock thrilled her. She lightly kissed the tip of her man's head, testing herself. She pushed further by resting her full lips at the end of his length. Dory peered up Jason, waiting for the command.

He nodded at her.

The girl pushed her warm lips over the top of his penis.

Jason sighed in pleasure as Dory spread her lips over his head.

Dory couldn't believe how widely she had to open her mouth to accommodate Jason's cumbersome cock. Nevertheless, the girl formed a tight seal around him, causing a grunt of approval from her man. His head barely made it into her small mouth, but he kept moving more into her head cavity.

"Your mouth is so warm," Jason moaned.

As Jason journeyed farther inside her mouth, Dory's taste buds were treated to the first flavor of his cock. Covered in her wetness, the prick tasted sweet, and she was pleased to find she enjoyed its texture. She savored it as more shaft was shoved inside her mouth. She was thrilled at the feelings rising inside of her, and she kept thinking one fact over and over.

There was a dick in her mouth. And it was gigantic.

Jason grinned smugly as his shaft inched its way inside Dory's warm and wet mouth. Dory could feel his underside pulse against her tongue. Jason kept pushing is shaft into Dory, and eventually his head reached her throat.

She let out the first cough, gagging on his punishing prick.

"Yes! Get used to that feeling Short-stack. Love that desperate gasp for air as you suck that huge cock," Layla cheered on.

Jason's hugeness advanced deeper into Dory's tight throat, now causing her considerable trouble. She gagged more, coughing on the troublesomely massive log in her throat. Her eyes were red with distress and welled tears fell from her face.

Jason ignored the girl's struggle and pushed what was left of his mighty mast inside her. All of his inches were shoved down Dory's throat, reaching inside her halfway to her stomach. The small girl trembled whilst being so completely full of throbbing meat.

Jason's nameless slut looked into Dory's eyes as she gave her command.

"Now face-fuck this slut," she told him while gazing at Dory.

Jason nodded and pulled his hips away from Dory, relieving her of his saliva coated prick. Then he violently shoved his entire length back into the girl.

Dory's eyes shut in distress as her mouth and throat closed around the invading member. The short girl let out a muffled cry. Jason gasped in response to Dory's throat hugging, while she uncontrollably gagged around his dick.

He felt it only appropriate to give her more. Jason began thrusting in and out of Dory's teenaged mouth.

Dory's arms flailed about as he assaulted her throat, face fucking her into oblivion. The throbbing cock thrusting into her face tasted delicious, but elicited rough gagging.

Though rough and harrowing, Dory felt warmth spread through her body. It was a warmth that lubricated her southern region, making her naughty feelings surface. She grew hornier by the second and admitted to herself she loved being face fucked. She sucked the turgid penis in gratitude, savoring the flavor.

"That's right. Suck that cock! You've turned into a cock gobbling slut!" Jason shouted in pleasure.

She slid her tongue on the underside of his dick, coaxing enraptured groans from Jason. She bobbed on the huge cock in rhythm with Jason's thrusts, sheathing and unsheathing his mast in her head cavity. A thrill washed over her body as she sucked his dick, taking note of his huge nut sack slapping against her chin. As Dory worked on the swollen flesh weapon, she loved her oral awakening more by the second.

"Is this young whore going to make you bust your nut, baby?" Val cooed, wanting her breeder to cum.

Jason smiled down smugly at Dory.

"Almost. She seems to love swallowing my cock, but I have to test something else first," Jason observed.

Jason reluctantly pulled his phallus from Dory's mouth, positioning himself to rest it in between her mountainous mammaries. His great penis sat against her chest, waiting for attention. After coughing out the abuse her throat had taken, Dory gazed in confusion at Jason.

"Push those huge tits together around my dick," he ordered.

With timid hands, Dory pushed her heavy hangers together around Jason's man meat. The superlative spheres surrounded his pole with smooth tit flesh, enveloping him between her cleavage. Jason let out a gasp as his dick disappeared into Dory's silky mammary abyss. Dory cleared her throat a final time before asking her question.

"Like this?" Dory asked sweetly, wondering if she had done it right.

Jason answered by thrusting his dick through her chest globes. Dory squeaked in surprise, but surrendered to the desire of her man. Jason continued his thrusts, building his pleasure between her soft breasts.

"These crazy tits are so soft. And they are delicious. Like cake," Jason moaned as he explored Dory's breasts.

"As long as you mean wedding cake," Val added, commenting on Dory's breast immensity.

The girls grinned in agreement, including Dory.

Dory's sensitive breasts pinged with pleasure as the mighty colonnade moved in her cleavage. She held her fantastic funbags more tightly against his pole, reveling in the bliss of her tit fuck.

"I really like this. My breasts feel so good," Dory admitted with big eyes.

"These huge tits are perfect for fucking," Jason said, teaching her one of their many uses.

Jason smiled at Dory, knowing her path to being a slut was truly taking form.

"Open your mouth," Jason cryptically replied.

Dory did as she was told.

Jason lifted his cock from the valley of Dory's boobs just enough to squeeze his head out the top of her cleavage. Dory smirked when she understood his intent.

The short girl bent her neck to pop Jason's dickhead into her inviting maw.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good," Jason said thrusting into her breasts and mouth.

Dory followed another one of her new instincts and teased the tip of his penis with her tongue. She congratulated herself as she pleasured her man with her mouth and breasts simultaneously.

Jason reaped the benefits, recognizing the familiar feeling rising in him.

"Oh that's gonna do it. That's gonna make me cum," Jason said as he prepared for release.

Dory was overcome by a freighted thrill, hearing that Jason was close to cumming.

Jason could indeed feel his seed readying to burst from him. The pleasure of Dory's warm, tight mouth would soon bring him to the edge. 

Dory felt his rod stiffen, signaling his impending release.

"When I pull out, you will open your mouth and stick out your tongue," Jason said to Dory.

His voice faltered, he was clearly ready to blow.

"And you will stroke my dick as fast as you can, and you are going to shout something filthy. Do you understand?" he put to her sternly.

Dory hummed in confirmation, sending a pleasurable tickle through Jason's phallus. It was enough to send him over the edge.

"Cum all over her, stud," Jason's mystery girl encouraged.

As Jason pulled his saliva covered dick from Dory's mouth and cleavage, the teen opened wide, sticking out her tongue far.

"YES! I'M CUMMING! STROKE THAT DICK!" Jason bellowed.

Dory reached up with both hands and secured them around his tumescent prick. She immediately jerked his lubricated cock, following her awakened sexual instincts.

"FUCK YES! HERE'S MY LOAD!" Jason yelled as his first contraction began.

Still new to the vocal filth game, Dory remembered what Val had said about her breasts and smirked.

"Coat my sugar tit-cakes with your warm icing!" she begged.

Jason's first rope cannoned out of him, shooting Dory in the tongue and spilling all over her chin. She squealed in surprise, not expecting such an enormous amount of cum to release. Jason came his second rope over her forehead, and it trickled down her eyes and cheeks. He shot a third stream of jizz onto her face, ensuring it was fully plastered, and then pointed his prick at Dory's giant juggs.

Jason fired stream after stream of man fluid over Dory's vast chest melons, covering their supple flesh in pearly spunk. Dory vigorously stroked more and more thick jism out of him, genuinely burning to be covered with his load. Once he sufficiently coated her round orbs, he climbed down from his euphoria.

Dory stayed frozen, marinating in the man seed soaking into her body. She could taste the sweet and salty load on her tongue, but didn't dare move until given permission.

"Swallow that cum," she heard Jason's mystery girl say.

Dory brought her tongue back into her mouth along with Jason's abundant issue. His spunk went down her throat smoothly as she gulped. Dory let out a sigh of approval, loving the flavor of his cum.

"It's so delicious. I'm drenched. I'm positively soaked," she said through her jizz covered lips.

Jason smiled as he looked down at his good work. His voluminous seed clung to Dory's adorable face, masking her in thick globs of man fluid. He smiled whilst looking up her great globes, which were also covered in a layer of his jizz. 

Dory opened her eyes slowly; her eyelids were heavy with cum. She looked past the coat of glaze on her face up at the man who had painted her so. She felt the warm product all around her top half, wetly sticking to her smooth skin. Never in her life had Dory felt more like a slut. She kept staring up at her man with pursed lips, smoldering in her sheet of sperm.

"I feel like your nutter butter belongs on my breasts...and my face. I could get used to this," she purred.

As if on cue, the other three girls neared the jizz coated slut, with their mouths open. Dory saw their intent and normally would shun such an advance. But Dory was a new woman, and she allowed her new sisters to touch their tongues to her cum covered skin.

Jason watched in awe as the bikini-clad sluts cleaned Dory.

Valentine licked Dory's right teat, lapping up strands of his viscous cum and swallowing. Layla sucked the jizz off Dory's left breast, slurping and then gargling the spunk in her throat. His mystery slut slowly licked the girl's covered face, sometimes pushing cum towards Dory's lips so the short girl could lick them for more deliciousness.

Dory couldn't believe she was letting other girls clean her body with their mouths. It was something she never dreamed of happening. But she was a whole new Dory.

When the girls were done gulping down Jason's treat, Dory was totally clean. Her skin had a light sheen of the other girls' saliva, making her glisten attractively.

"I feel so...so slutty," Dory breathed.

"We aren't done," the mystery girl said to Jason.

Jason nodded and looked sternly at Dory.

"Get on all fours, and stick your ass high in the air," he grunted, taking charge.

Dory's expression became wounded, thinking she did something wrong. But she complied, turning her body and lifting herself on her hands and knees. Everyone now had a full view of her round rear end.

"Holy hell," Jason marveled at the big ass.

Two magnificently shaped lobes faced him, their plump roundness jutting out ridiculously.

Dory squealed when Jason spanked the buoyant butt.

"You've got a pumpkin butt," Jason complimented.

"You like it?" she blushed, confident enough to give her ass lobes a shake.

"So much," he replied, palming both pliant cheeks.

Dory would have been ashamed of her plump rump earlier that night. Now she was so happy he lover approved.

Jason allowed his hands to grope the entirety of Dory's ass cheeks, mashing his fingers into the pliant and smooth skin.

Dory looked over her shoulder with big eyes. The girl could guess what was to happen to her next, judging by everything else that had been done to her. Her heartbeat quickened and her face felt hot. She knew what was coming, and could not hold in her worry.

"So...you're just going to stick it up my butt?" she asked with concern.

Jason spanked a fat ass lobe and spread Dory's cheeks, revealing her cute, tiny, teenaged asshole. His prick swelled at that sight, and he neared it to her small opening. Dory let out a short and sharp yelp when she felt his head make contact.

Jason's lubricated head barely kissed her tiny orifice, ready to plunge any moment.

Dory's lip quivered as the great penis head rested against her small asshole. When asked if ready, she nodded semi-reluctantly as nervous tears rolled down her cheeks.

Jason pushed his hugeness against Dory's tiny sphincter. 

The girl's face contorted as her orifice fought a losing battle. With a strong nudge, Jason's cock head breached Dory's anal entrance.

The wail of Dory's falsetto screech could have shattered glass.

The short girl's asshole stretched. Its limits were tested as Jason shoved is thickness deeper into the ass cavity, ignoring Dory's pained cries.

"IT'S SO THICK! YOUR DICK IS TOO BIG!" Dory screamed at her highest pitch.

"That's how you know it's worth wrapping your asshole around!" Val yelled at her.

Dory's pain was unimaginable. Her previously virgin ass was now spread over the thickest piece of meat conceivable, sending agony up and down her form. The cock was reaching into unexplored places of her ass, and it just kept going deeper.

"This ass is so tight!" Jason said to the room.

The other girls cheered as they watched Dory get violated.

"I'm going to come apart," she gasped while being skewered.

Jason buried his cock to the hilt, pushing his pelvis against Dory's protruding butt. When his cock reached her deepest depths, Dory could only shout incoherently in protest.

Then Jason began to thrust.

"You better get used to this. Your ass feels phenomenal," Jason said with his cock surrounded by tight anal walls.

"Phenom-anal!" Val interjected, correcting her man.

Dory's big ass bounced in time with Jason's thrusting.

"I'm gonna split!" Dory lamented, feeling her asshole stretch beyond belief.




Nameless Breeding Slut Ch. 04



Jason kept thrusting, his pace of fucking growing to a speedy pummel. Dory's senses were shocked with stings of pain, all around her.

After what seemed like a forever of agony, something else started to percolate into Dory's being. It had happened earlier. It was a turning point that she was now familiar with. As her backside orifice was pounded, she could no longer distinguish between what was painful and pleasurable. It was all one, intense feeling, bubbling inside her and ready to burst.

Dory's shouts stopped being filled with agony and gave way to rapture. She leaned her body upwards to push her back against her man. Jason looked down to see her atrociously behemoth boobs, wildly recoiling. He couldn't resist them, and sunk his fingers into their pillowy abundance.

"You just...you just love grabbing onto my tits, don't you?" she asked Jason in the throes of passion.

Jason smirked as he realized her acceptance. He could feel her anal walls gripping him more tightly, daring his load to surface.

"What choice do I have? I have to love groping them when they hang so hugely from your chest!" Jason admitted, driving into her butt.

Jason was right. Her tits did hugely hang from her chest. Tonight was the first night she loved that they did.

"Fuck yes. You love how bigly they swing," she hummed.

"Fuck yes I do," Jason confirmed, squeezing roughly into the hefty chest.

"And that ass..," she started as she backed her bubbly butt into him.

Jason moaned.

"...Is it tight?" Dory finished.

"It's so fucking tight," he replied, rushing his cock in and out of her back orifice.

Dory hummed in growing bliss as her ass sleeve was pounded. She never thought she could receive so much pleasure from an anal violation.

"I want you to fill up my ass with your load. I'm a slut now. I say things like that," she confirmed to herself out loud.

"You are a great slut. You are so much better than my wife," he complimented.

"Fuck your ugly wife," Dory spat.

Jason responded to the insult to his wife by twisting Dory's big nipples. She moaned in appreciation.

"I want that spunk. I'm so close," she revealed, her voice darker than normal.

Jason railed harder into her ass, making her two butt cheeks rebound indecently. He felt his muscles tighten as he prepared to reach his summit. Dory's toes were curling.

"Get your ass ready. I'm about to blow!" he warned, ready to climax.

"Now cum in my ass so I can cum," she near ordered, surrendering to her sexual bliss.

"I'm close!" Jason shouted, groping her humongous tits.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna have an ass-gasm," she smirked to herself as her eyes lidded over.

"That is so slutty of you to come up with," Layla told her.

"I know! I know!" Dory naughtily agreed near her tipping point.

Jason pounded his throbbing cock into Dory, racing to his big finish. His partner's body quivered with excitement, signaling her impending climax. She backed into him as hard as she could, meeting his thrusts without fear.

"BLAST ME IN THE ASS! ASS BLAST ME!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

"ARRRGGH!" Jason yelled as his orgasm began.

Jason rocketed his first shot of jizz into the deepest part of Dory's ass.

The forceful launch of Jason's issue triggered Dory's climax. She squirmed as pleasure overtook every nerve in her body.

"oooOOOHHH! I'M A CUMMING ASS-SLUT! FILL ME UP!" Dory commanded as she came.

Jason groped at her big ass cheeks roughly as he launched more semen into her anal cavity. His load splashed against her ass walls, warming her in a thick coating.

"I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GIVE ME HUGE LOADS OF JIZZ! MY TINY ASSHOLE FEELS SO GOOD!" Dory screamed in her bliss.

Jason spanked her as he continued launching spunk inside her asshole.

"YES! MORE! MORE! MORE! DESTROY THAT ASS WITH YOUR DANGEROUS DICK!" she elatedly shrieked.

Dory spasmed over Jason's rod as he pumped his jism deep within her anus. Both cried out in rapture as they came. Jason shouted for claiming another teenaged slut. Dory shouted for completing her journey to sluthood.

Once Jason's entire load was emptied into her bowels, Dory exhaled and climbed down from her orgasm. They both fell into a heap on the pool room floor, gasping for air after their intense buttfucking.

Before Jason knew it, his nameless slut had pulled him up, out of Dory's asshole. A small moan escaped the girl on the ground as Layla and Val went to her side. Jason was left staring into the gorgeous emerald eyes of his mystery girl.

"Take a good look and get hard, stud," she cooed.

The raven haired girl pulled the floss covering her nipples to the side, giving Jason full view of her outrageous, preposterous, and crudely giant tits.

"You did what was necessary. Now, I'm going to fucking mount you," she smiled.



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"That is the tastiest jizz ever. You should be proud of what those heavy balls produce," the newly clean woman divulged.

The naked woman suddenly hopped onto Jason, straddling him. Her thighs were warm on his lap, and the bottom of her big butt rested on him. She traced the muscles on his abdomen with her fingers, and slowly descended to his southern region.

The fingers circled and teased around his genitals, but never touched Jason's most sensitive spot. He groaned as he longed for her touch, and his flaccid member began to rise. Smiling victoriously, the young woman slapped the hardening dick to her clit.

"Oh fuck, I can't believe this cock is going to fit inside me. Maybe it won't. Maybe you will break my itty bitty cunt with your tree trunk tool," she suggested as shocks of pleasure shot through her.

Jason had grown to full mast, his erection throbbing for his partner's warm snatch. The turgid shaft was broad and threatening, and the young woman became wet at its sight. 

Jason could feel his temples pounding as he burst with anticipation. The teenaged girl lifted herself, and placed Jason's head at the opening of her hot slit. Jason could feel the warm wetness at the tip of his penis, right before his sex life changed forever.

The balloon breasted, bubble butted, eighteen year old slut lowered her pussy onto Jason's massive meat.

"Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, OW, OW, OW, FUCKING OW!" the young woman shrieked as she forced his thick head inside of her.

"OH MY FUCKING FUCK! YOUR COCK HURTS LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER! ONLY YOUR BIG, FAT HEAD IS IN! YOU ARE STRETCHING ME IN HALF! FUCKING OW!" she cried out in extreme torment.

Despite the pussy-stretching colonnade punishing her twat, the girl continued her descent on Jason's enormous erection. Her pretty face contorted in agony as she sheathed more of his sword inside her, the feeling of being full overwhelming. His tip began pushing against her cervix, but she was determined to fit all of him in.

"THIS COCK IS A GODDAMN THIRD LEG!" she lamented, giving her hips a final push.

The warm cunt pressed down and enveloped the last inches of the mighty member. Jason's prick was fully encased in the warm walls, which were stuck to his cock so tightly. He groaned in pleasure when she took all of him inside her, never before being so deep in a woman.

The girl on top of Jason took several heavy breaths, as if she were about to do heavy lifting. Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, causing pleasant looking ripples to shake her tits. When she was prepared, the impossible girl initiated the impossible fuck.

The teenage girl rolled her hips for the first time, slowly working Jason's cock. The young temptress clenched her teeth as the humongous dick punished her cervix, loving the mix of pleasure and pain it caused. She slowly worked up to a rhythm, steadily riding the beast with which she was stuffed.

"How do cocks get this big? Your schlong is the longest and thickest I have ever seen or heard of," she honestly wondered, cracking a gleeful smile.

"I can't stop myself from being huge when you come at me flashing your fucking gargantuan jiggling tits and your sinfully young cunt. I can't keep my massive cock down when you grind your big bubble butt against me," he answered as she rode him.

"Your dick is bulging uncontrollably. It is bursting. I can feel every vein pulsing on your cock. I bet you haven't fucked your wife in so long," she guessed, grinding her hips down on him.

"She can't take my dick. She says it hurts. It is too much for her," Jason illuminated.

Hearing she was riding a penis that was too big for Jason's wife to handle made the nameless girl hornier. She coated his shaft in wetness as she brought her steady gyrating to a faster pace.

"Oh god. You poor thing. What a dumb bitch. She has been gifted with being able to fuck the biggest fucking fuck-log, and she can't even take it. Your dick does hurt. It hurts so good. No wonder you wanted to fuck me so badly," the bouncing girl noted.

"Your pussy is so damn narrow. I have never had a slit grip my dick like this," Jason complimented.

"I can take this brobdingnagian beater. I love your tool. I only want this one," Jason's lover said, assuring her superiority over his wife.

The nameless girl was a blur as she worked on top of Jason. Her flabbergastingly hefty knockers collided with her pretty face as she sprung up and down. The two funbags' elasticity and dynamism waved to and fro, rebounding wonderfully and fluidly. She looked down at Jason and saw him admiring her outlandish orbs. The girl grabbed Jason's hands and pressed them to her jumbo juggs. 

Jason gasped as her supple and plentiful flesh was put beneath his fingers, her hard nipples grazing his palms. His hands clamped on the beautiful breasts, and his fingers dug into the seemingly endless fleshy tissue. The wonderful feeling under his fingertips encouraged Jason to roughen his groping, and he mashed the tits together.

"It's so fucking stupid. It's so goddamn dumb. Who the fuck has titties like these? My rack is so ridiculously round. My chest lobes are so ludicrously large. My hooters are so hilariously huge. Do you know of anyone who has tits so fucking huge it's hilarious? So fucking colossal it's comical?" she bragged, her self-praise making her hotter.

"I don't know anyone who has funbags like yours! They are the fucking best big boobs!" Jason confessed, kneading the breast-shelf roughly.

"That's the thing, baby. My tits aren't just big. They are fucking tremendously, troublesomely titanic. They are mammothly, monstrously massive. These chest pumpkins are gigantically, gargantuanly gross. My baps are wonderfully, whoppingly whale-sized. It must be a fucking medical condition. And I will never get treatment," the slut informed with superiority, her fucking intensifying.

Jason didn't understand. He didn't understand how a woman could naturally grow breasts so crazily mountainous. He couldn't understand how and eighteen year old girl could possess such preposterously proportioned mammaries. He couldn't understand how a slut could have genes that let her boobs mature so astronomically astoundingly. 

Jason didn't care how it was possible. All he cared about was the excessively enormous udders he was palming were his to do with as he pleased.

Grabbing the undersides of the heavy hangers, Jason leaned upwards. He craned his neck toward the girl's left chesticle, and pushed her pink nipple past his lips.

"Suck that giant tit, baby," Jason's lover approved as pings of pleasure shot up from her breast.

Jason sucked on her nipple ravenously as he gripped both baps. His tongued circled around her areola and flicked her teat. Jason knew his work was good when he heard enraptured female cries, and moved to the right nipple.

"I love how you suck on my titties," she praised as Jason worked his mouth.

Jason bent his knees and shifted his weight. Remaining inside the young woman and firmly stuck to her breast, he pushed her on to her back and took the dominant position. The buxom beauty laughed out loud with her legs in the air, knowing he had surrendered completely to her. He wanted all of her he could take. Jason pushed his pelvis forward, shoving his massive member deeply against her cervix.

"That's it, my married man. Fuck my pretty pink pussy. Punch my pussy with your unforgiving fuck-stick. You wanted it since you first saw me," she said, enjoying being used.

Jason drove into the teenaged crevice with extreme fervor. The warm snatch coated his shaft in wetness as he slipped in and out of her. His partner took extra pleasure from feeling his large, clean nut sack slap against her asshole as he pummeled his schlong into her. Her weighty whoppers continued to wallop her face as they wildly recoiled.

The recent high school graduate felt her pleasure bubbling inside her, boiling closer and closer to the limit. Warmth spread to her extremities and signals of bliss shot through her as the strange, older man spread her crevice with his pole. The young slut knew her body well, and knew her hot and married man was bringing her close to orgasm.

"Oh hunk?" she sweetly called, biting her finger tenderly.

"Yeah?" he responded, still driving deeply into his lover.

"I really think you should cum inside me," she suggested in a playfully innocent tone.

"I don't know..," he hesitated, still pounding into the tight cunt.

"You should. You should cum inside me now," she pressured, slowly wrapping one leg around him, then the other.

"You could get pregnant," he protested, thrusting harder.

"Fuck yeah I could. I could get so fucking pregnant. I want you to make it happen. I want you to impregnate me. Go ahead, knock me up," she grinned evilly.

"I just met you an hour ago..," he still resisted while his gallop sped up.

"That makes it better. That's why you have to do it. It will feel so good to cum inside me with your married schlong. I promise you have never felt anything like it before. Cumming inside a fat-tittied, eighteen year old slut while you betray your wife will blow your mind. Impregnating a sexy seductress you met an hour ago while your wife waits at home is so hot. You had no idea I existed an hour ago, and now you are about to impregnate me. I know you think you shouldn't. I know you think it isn't fair to your wife. But you need to do it. You need to bury your seed in my fertile belly. You need to," she insisted.

"You're only eighteen," he tried to argue, ramming the young cunt faster.

"I have more money than I will ever need. Our family will be secure forever. All you have to do is fuck your creamy cum into my teenaged body," she assured with a daring smile.

"I don't know you..," he still tried to protest, fucking his lover like a bucking bronco.

"I promise if you do it, I will tell you who I am. Make me pregnant and I will tell you," she offered.

"You promise?" he said, his resolve breaking.

"Absolutely. Do it stud. Make me mother your children. Father my kids. Fuck your babies into me," she encouraged with a wicked smile.

"I want to. I want to cum inside you," he admitted, her warm walls hugging him more snugly.

"I know. I know you do. My cunt is just too tight. No one could blame you. Not even your pathetic wife. Now, go on. It's okay. Bust a nut so far up my tummy I feel your babies kick tomorrow," the temptress suggested, sounding like a command.

"What the fuck? Who says things like that? Who says things like that to a married man? It makes me so fucking horny and I didn't even know it could. An hour ago I had no idea knocking you up could get me so fucking worked up. I admit it. I want to knock you up. I don't know who the fuck you are, and I want to cum inside your eighteen year old, unprotected cunt. I'm gonna do it," Jason said, his body tensing.

"Of course you are! All you know is that my snatch is tighter and warmer than your wife's. My face is prettier and sexier than hers. My body is curvier and tighter than hers. My tits are bigger and better than hers. My ass is plumper, bubblier, and rounder than hers. That is enough reason to give me all of your seed. Fertilize me, baby. Breed me. Make me barefoot and pregnant," the nameless slut lectured, her hips grinding ravenously.

"I'm gonna blow my load inside you!" Jason warned, his cum boiling in his balls.

"Soak my womb in baby batter! Drench my insides with spunk! Coat my cunt in seed! Make my tight and taught tummy incredibly fat with babies! Make my planet-sized udders swell with milk! MAKE ME FUCKING PREGNANT!" the enraptured girl screamed, tipping over the edge.

"TAKE ALL OF MY CUM, YOU FERTILE SLUT!" Jason yelled, his first orgasm contraction beginning.

Jason's cock cannoned his first rope of jizz into his lover, splattering against her cervix. The woman shouted as she felt his jizz hit her insides, and squeezed his torso in between her thighs. The succeeding pumps of cum barreled into the fertile slut like a rushing river, a powerful torrent of life-giving seed. Jason could feel his balls contracting up and down as he fired his shots of thick, molasses-like cum, certainly making the most intense orgasm he ever reached.

Jason's young lover exploded in euphoria over his erection, orgasming harder than she ever had. His sticky cum powerfully projected into her, which made her orgasm intensify. The feeling of his warm jism firing against her womb made her mind race in passion. She felt every wet glob that spurted inside of her, loving all of her man's ball bisque.

It seemed like minutes passed before the two climbed down from their ultimate bliss. Jason collapsed onto his lover's pillowy bosom, resting on their soft texture.

"I'm so proud of you," the seductress encouraged, "Was I right? Did your married cock cum harder than ever before?"

"Yes," Jason breathed, "you were so fucking right."

"Of course I was," she victoriously laughed.

"You said you would tell me who you are," Jason remembered, still resting on her giant boobs.

"You know who I am, stud," she answered.

Jason looked at her, perplexed. He didn't remember her telling him a name. He knew he had a few to drink, but couldn't recall her saying her name.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The teenaged slut Jason had just impregnated leaned up on her elbows slowly. She ran her fingers through his hair and looked him directly in the eyes.

"I'm your breeding slut, Jason," she tenderly revealed, gazing at him warmly.

"I thought you were going to tell me your name," Jason said in dissatisfaction.

"Don't sound so disappointed. You wanted to know who I am. I am your breeding slut. Anytime you want to drain your balls? I'll be there. Anytime you need to fuck humongous titties? I'll be there. Anytime you want to knock up a strange, young slut? I'll provide you with one if I'm already pregnant. If you fuck me like you just did whenever I need it, I will give you everything you want. I am your breeding slut. That is who I am to you. That is much more than just knowing my name," she honestly told him, softly placing her hand on his cheek.

"This is the first time you actually sound sweet," Jason smirked.

With a popping sound, Jason's breeding slut removed herself from his waning prick. She turned on the bed and got on all fours. Her plump and round bubble butt displayed marvelously as Jason gazed at her rear end.

"Would a sweet sounding girl say 'Plow your married dick in my ass until you pack it with jizz?'" she teasingly questioned.

The incredibly nasty command made Jason instantly rigid, and he placed his member right at the tiny back door entrance.

"Not yet," the girl informed, "put your tongue on it."

She parted her magnificent ass cheeks to reveal her small asshole. It beckoned to Jason and he lowered his face in between the firm butt portions. With nervous excitement, he stretched out his tongue towards the tiny orifice. His dick pulsed as his tongue found his partner's tasty hole.

"Oh my! Oh fuck! A married man is licking my young asshole! It feels so good!" the bent over girl exclaimed.

Jason had never tasted an ass before, but this one must have been the most delicious. He lapped at the tight hole, circling and flicking his tongue.

As she was being licked, the teenager squealed in pleasure. She flexed her preposterous posterior, gripping Jason's face between her cheeks. Jason found it hard to breathe as his face was imprisoned, but he continued to tongue the delectable butthole. Feeling the need to have her back door stuffed, she released her ass-hold on her lover.

"Shove that cock up my butt! Gut me with that schlong!" the cock hungry slut yelled.

Jason swiftly came up from her buttocks, and pressed his bulging cock head to the small opening. He grabbed his partner by the hips, and allowed her one last split second of ass vacancy.

Jason shoved his thick trunk forward and pulled the slut onto him simultaneously.

Instantly, the girl's eyes opened wide, her nostrils flared, and her mouth gaped open. The following silence seemed to hang in the air forever. Then the hotel room filled with a roar.

"WAAAAAHHHHHHH!" the teenager uncontrollably and deafeningly wailed.

As his lover screamed, Jason's dick was enveloped by an impossibly tight sleeve, which squeezed so intensely it was almost painful. The ass he forced himself inside had reluctantly parted, and the instantaneous agony had overwhelmed his partner, causing her to holler at the top of her lungs.

"FWAAAAAAUUUCK!" she mindlessly howled, feeling her asshole stretch to the limit.

Jason had buried the entirety of his huge cock, tip to base, inside the bubble bum in less than a second, and it was taking its toll on the receiver. His pulsing head was reaching deeply into the girl's bowels, farther than anything should ever go up that way. The young butt hugged him tighter than anything he had ever experienced, and he couldn't help himself.

Jason pulled his shaft from the butt-sheath until his head was visible, making sure not to leave completely. He could hear breaths of thankful exhaling coming from his partner, but he pummeled back up her chute.

"GAAAAHHHHHH!" she screamed, her asshole parting too quickly for the second time.

Jason again felt his cock wrapped in her warm walls, and flexed his cock inside her. Her body tensed as she felt him pulse, and he gave her another thrust.

"OUUUUUUUCCCCHH!" she loudly cried as she was butt fucked.

Jason withdrew from her small hole, and pushed back in roughly, his thrusting unforgiving and ravenous. As he fucked, the girl screamed, shouted, and wailed, his thick and long member rearranging her insides. The girl's muscles were locked as her asshole was assaulted.

A secret and taboo pleasure was building under the immense agony the girl was suffering. She continued to shout and roar, but a smile curled around her lips. She began to back into Jason and match his rhythm, aiding his successful attempt to destroy her asshole. Her simultaneous delight and torment caused her to cry out confusing and conflicting shouts.

"STOP TEARING MY ASSHOLE APART! KEEP POUNDING MY ASS INTO OBLIVION! DON'T STOP DRILLING MY BOWELS. QUIT SKEWERING ME WITH THAT GIANT SCHLONG!" she undecidedly shrieked.

Jason kept up his powerful pummeling, thrusting into the rear end with his lance. The bubble butt bounced wildly as he drove into it. Jason grew harder as he watched the firm ass fluidly spring around. The receiver of his more than sizeable manhood kept yelling as she was punished, a strange ecstasy coming close to fruition inside her.

"STOP HURTING MY TINY ASSHOLE! STICK THAT LOG SO FAR UP IT REACHES MY STOMACH! YOU ARE FUCKING INCREDIBLE, YOU DONKEY-DICKED MARRIED MAN!" she screeched.

Jason fucked her harder than he ever had before, the moment of his release soon to come. His partner's breasts waved to a fro below her, and she felt her toes curling. Her orgasm was near.

"I'M GOING TO CUM AS YOU FUCK MY HUGE BUTT! HERE I CUM!" the slut admitted loudly.

She screamed at the top her lungs as amazing bliss exploded in her southern region, the feeling of euphoria bubbling all over her body. She reached down and rubbed her clit as she came. Her ass involuntarily increased its iron-like hold on Jason's turgid penis. Jason couldn't hold his load any longer.

"OH FUCK! TAKE MY JIZZ IN YOUR ASS YOU YOUNG SLUT!" Jason ordered, his orgasm hitting him.

"STUFF ME FULL OF SPUNK! CRAM MY ASS WITH SEED. CONSTIPATE ME WITH YOUR THICK BALL PUDDING! SHOOT THAT CUM SO FAR UP MY BUTT I TASTE IT!" the orgasming slut encouraged.

Jason shouted as his penis tightened and his balls contracted. His first rope blasted into the anal cavity, soaking it with white jism. He fired another shot of voluminous sperm, which threatened to push his cock out of the comfy ass sleeve. Jason forced his dick to stay in the warm depths, and continued to cannon cum into the taboo orifice. When he was finished, he stayed inside the bum, and the two collapsed on the bed.




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Jason was warm on top on the teenager, and his post coital feeling was better than most sex he had in his life. The slut beneath him began laughing, and he wondered why. Still in her asshole, he looked down at her, his expression question enough.

"The best part of this? The best part of taking that huge married dick and impregnating my teenaged cunt? The best part of fucking my young and big butt? The best part of doing this after an hour of knowing each other? Do you know what that best part is?" the nameless breeding slut asked over her shoulder.

Jason just looked at her in silence, confused as to what the answer might be. He couldn't imagine anything better than what had just happened.

"We get to tell your wife," Jason's nameless breeding slut happily grinned.



Nameless Fuck



I didn't know what I was doing there, but yet I wasn't leaving. I kept erasing the rings my glass left on the table and it wasn't until the third time I did it that I got I was trying to erase the fact I was even there. But yet I wasn't leaving. The ice had melted in my glass, but that was fine because I'd long since finished my drink and I wasn't in the mood to overpay for another one. I wasn't really in the mood to be in a place like this, with the noise they wanted to call music.

He sat down across from me and placed his beer bottle on the table before he asked if that seat was taken. If it had been, why the hell would I still be here, was what I wanted to ask him, but I didn't. I just shook my head. He asked me what I did for a living, the worst ice breaker, the worst pickup line, but at least that meant he didn't know who I was. I said what I did didn't matter since I wasn't doing it right now, and right now was what mattered. I didn't want him to mistake what I was there for.

He asked if I wanted another drink, but I shook my head. I wondered if I wanted to leave, but I didn't do it, so I suppose I didn't want to. Or I wanted what I was here for, more. He asked if I lived around here, and I said that didn't matter either. This wasn't going to be one of those things. He wasn't going to get invited in. I wasn't even going to ask his name and I wasn't going to give him mine. I stood up, and walked to the bathroom. If he followed, he got it. If not, I guess I was going home.

I leaned against the wall and it wasn't twenty seconds after that he was pressed against me. He tasted like beer, which I can't stand, but it didn't matter. He kissed me roughly, hard and without caring. It wasn't what I was used to, but I liked it. My tongue slid into his mouth and he sucked on it, earning a moan from me. His hands were already on the band of my jeans, but the moan made him work faster. I wasn't going to stop him. Instead, his efforts got a harder kiss and more eager dueling with his tongue.

I had his pants down a few seconds after he had mine off. Both our boxers had gone with them without thought. I grabbed his cock roughly and earned his moan. He stopped kissing me long enough to ask without asking how I wanted it. I gripped him tighter and made his eyes flutter. He murmured something that was probably a swear, but I didn't care. I crouched down to remove the condom from my pocket and stood again with no other action. I probably disappointed him, but I didn't care. I tore it open and slid it on myself with one hand, the other gripping him again. He was smiling, but I didn't care about that either.

I slammed him against the wall and forced myself into him. I wasn't the first he'd had like that and probably not even the first today, but I didn't care because he felt good and moaned like a porn star. I gripped his hips, digging my fingers in to cause bruises. And it wasn't that I didn't care, I wanted to leave bruises behind. I brought him against me as I thrust forward, using him as I wanted, making him move how I wanted. He was bracing himself with both hands so I thrust harder to knock him off balance and into the wall. I could hear his breathing picking up, cutting off his moans, though he was trying to keep just as loud.

I am not one to be loud but I had never been brought this close to finish this fast and I didn't need to make it longer. I cried out, no words just sounds, when I finally came. I paused, still inside him, catching my breath. Not wanting to waste the time, I reached around to grab his cock again, stroking him fast and hard. He was close enough, it didn't take that long and the sound he made was worth the extra effort. I stepped away from him, fixing myself up, letting him take care of his own mess. I washed my hands in the sink and was about to walk out the door when he spoke.

"Can you get me tickets to tomorrow's game?"