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| | He chuckles at your naivity, "You blow me when I ask and I'll gladly suck your tits dry for you as long as you wish." | | He chuckles at your naivity, "You blow me when I ask and I'll gladly suck your tits dry for you as long as you wish." |
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| - | You've never done it but you understand the term and looking defeated you nod in agreement.
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| - | He climbs happily onto the bed incredulous that he struck a deal that makes you blow him so he can suck your tits. Sprawling back on the pillow, as much as a fat midget can sprawl, he tucks his hands behind his head and looks at you. His 8 inch cock is stiff in anticipation. You crawl towards him and he spreads his legs so you can get close.
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| - | You gently grab his hot shaft and bend down taking the knob in your mouth.
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| - | "Take it as far down your throat as you can and stroke your hand up and down." he instructs.
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| - | His cock is kind of skinny, which you realise is advantageous for you. You slowly glide lower, your lips sliding down. His fat cockhead hits your back of your mouth and you gag, but its not too bad you relaise. Scrunching your eye in determination you push down again and it slips deeper. You fight to supress gagging, tears streaming down your cheeks and are amazed and happy to feel your nose in his pubes. You hold him there momentarily befor sliding back up and resuming pumping your hand. You get in a rhythm, suckin the knob, pumping, ccasionally deep-throating.
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| - | Your tits are killing.
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| - | "Lick underneath," he says.
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| - | You comply and swirl your tongue under his knob and shaft.
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| - | Your aching boobs give you the desire to finish him and you start deep-throating and pumping with earnest, swallowing the whole thing without his prompting, making him groan in pleasure, wanting to entice him to unload in your throat so he'll suck your fat nipples relieving your udders of their load. Your other hand feels his bag and he groans approval. Eventually you feel his nuts tighten and his cockhead swell and you descend taking him deeper, deeper. Just before your nose hits his pubes, his cock starts jerking and you feel his cum shoot down your throat. You hold there until he begins slowing and then pull off him sucking noisily.
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| - | After recovering from the blow job, he has you lay on you back and snuggles with you, stroking your pussy, his fingers sliding through your goey wet lips. You were turned on by sucking him, you both realise. He suckles and purrs, drinking from you. Milk appears in the corners of his mouth as he sucks on your enormous nipples. When the flow slows, having drained your one breast he climbs over you and snuggles against you suckling the other.
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| - | You suck him off, swallowing his sperm three or four times a day and receive a milking each afternoon for the remainder of your six days of gestation. by the end your throat easily accomodates his cock without any gagging. He's noticeably fatter, while, apart from your huge egg-laden belly notice more of your skeleton showing.
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Current revision as of 22:40, 8 October 2013
You eat the sundae slowly completely entranced by the glorious experience of eating this wonderful dessert. The chubby little guy just stares and stares at your swaying bulging udders.
His face droops more and more sadly as time passes.
The sundae finished, you hand him the crystal bowl and thank him.
He sadly shuffles out, his drooping cock swaying with his short chubby gait.
Not an hour later, your tits feel as if they might explode. Milk dribbles from your nipples, but not enough to relieve the building pressure as your production works overtime, stimulated by the brood growing in your belly.
"Please send that little guy back in," you plead to the walls.
Two painful minutes pass and the door swishes open.
"What is it?" he asks.
"Oh, please. I saw you looking and I thought... I need help and and thought from how you looked, if..."
"What is it? I need to clean my toenails." he cuts you off impatiently.
"My boobs," you sob. "They huuurrt sooo muuch," you sniffle and look at him sadly.
"Look, its not my problem. I've got things to do."
"Please. I saw you looking. You could touch them and whatever, suck them if you want." You look hopefull at him.
"Okay look. I see you're in distress, but... so am I. Look at me. I don't get laid very often. You're completely off limits, at least that gorgeous meaty snatch of yours is anyway... but..." he looks up from your pussy into your eyes, "...your mouth is fair game."
"Huh?" you don't know where this is going.
He chuckles at your naivity, "You blow me when I ask and I'll gladly suck your tits dry for you as long as you wish."
