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Chapter 12. The Titty fuck. At home Cassidy was wearing

the same skimpy outfit as yesterday. She noticed my pants, which I had

tried to clean, but still showed white traces.

“What happened to you?”
“Oh, I spilled some yogurt at lunch.”

“You need to get those cleaned.” Good that she wasn’t suspicious.

Seeing her smiling face and her pneumatic boobs put me in the mood again.

“I want to titty fuck you Cass.”

“Good idea.”

I stripped off my stained pants and joined her in the kitchen. I

greased my cock with olive oil, stripped off her top and went to town on

her boobs. Her tits completed enveloped my cock and her hard nipples

scraped against my legs and belly as we rocked up and down. She took my

cock head in her mouth on the upstrokes and gave me a delicious frisson.

I had no problem reached her mouth and even bumping her nose.

“You look even bigger now, hon,” she said with wonder.

“I am. The process hasn’t stopped,” I said, not explaining who had been causing this.

Her tits were even sexier all oiled up, and I couldn’t hold for long. I

was grunting savagely again. I blasted thick ropes of gluey white cum

up in the air, spattering her hair, landing on her eyes, blasting up her

nose, and of course filling her mouth.

“Shit, I’m choking on it. Enough already.”

I spasmed my final bursts directly onto her tits.

“Thanks, Cass. I needed that.”

“You’re welcome, hon. Now let me wash up.” And she stood, glistening

with oil and cum, her majestic tits sticking far out, and walked to

bathroom.

I zipped up.

Marina came in while Cassidy was still in the shower.

“I can guess what’s been going on here.” She eyed my stained pants and observed the drips of oil and semen across the floor.

“Do you notice anything about me?” she asked.

Marina was different. There was a glow about her. She looked more

beautiful than ever. She was wearing a short, low-cut black dress that

was very flattering. But as I observed her tits and hips to see if she

had started to grow like Cassidy, I couldn’t pinpoint an effect. Her

tits looked better, but not much bigger. Her ass was more shapely, but

again not enlarged. Her legs, always attractive, now had even better

tone and an enhanced curvature. She was now picture perfect.

Yes, her proportions had improved, not exclusively by growth, but also

by taking away. Her ankles and knees were more slender, and her

waistline had narrowed, enhancing her tits and ass without the bulbous

effect.

“You look gorgeous Marina.”

“I took

measurements. I now have a more ideal hourglass figure. So I didn’t grow

into a cow like Cassidy. I think I understand how this process works.

Your hyper-masculine cock and cum produce feminine antibodies that

enhance our femininity. It’s expressed in different ways in different

people.”

“You are smart, Marina. So Cassidy’s femininity is

fundamentally voluptuous, lustful, and fertile, while yours is

fundamentally delicate, harmonious, and angelic.”

“Thanks dahling.”

At that moment Cassidy opened the door. She was still in her towel, which barely covered her.

“Come in here, hon,” she said.

And I obeyed. Now Cassidy’s puffy cunt hungered for release. She rode

on top of me for half an hour, jamming her giant boobs in my face, until

she orgasmed ferociously.

“Uh! Ah! Oh!” she said.

Of course I unloaded even more cum into her. In spite of my sexual

awakening to all kinds of women, I hadn’t stopped lusting after

Cassidy’s giant goddess body. I drifted off to sleep without even having

dinner.
Chapter 13. Cleaning the cock.

The next morning I woke up alone. Cassidy had gone to work as usual,

and there was a note from Marina saying she had gone to the store. I was

walking around the apartment in my underwear when there was a knock at

the door, then a turn of the key. A young Hispanic woman came in.

“Oh sorry, mister. I’m Rosa the cleaning lady. This is my time to clean

the apartment. I’ll just be one hour. Sorry, sorry to catch you,” and

her voice trailed off.

I sized her up. She was of a lovely

golden hue, still quite young. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a

tight top. Her pierced belly button showed between the two swatches of

fabric. Her ass was plump and high. Her tits weren’t huge (I was getting

spoiled), but her push up bra and tight top squeezed them into a nice

channel of cleavage. Her face was harmonious and her mouth was wide and

sexy. Her black hair was pulled up in a bun, but it looked like it was

long. Yes, she might become a fat mama one day, but now she was a hot

piece of ass.

“Don’t worry, Rosa, I don’t mind at all.” I wasn’t bashful. I just stood there in my underwear.

“You can wait in the bedroom.”

“No, you don’t bother me. I’d rather watch.”

“Fine, suit yourself.”

She began to mop and dust. I sat on the sofa admiring her young

freshness. When she went into the bathroom, I ogled her ass as she knelt

by the toilet bowl to scrub. I decided to make my move.

I entered the bathroom.

“I need to take a shower,” I said. And I pulled my underwear off.

“Can’t you wait, mister,” she said, somewhat annoyed. Then she turned

to look at me and her mouth hung open at the sight of my nakedness and

the size of my cock.

“Never saw one of these before?” I smirked.

“Not like that mister. Not like that.” She really was amazed.

I had been restraining myself, but the sight of her ass and now her

open mouth caused my cock to hoist itself into a fully erect arc,

stretching 11 inches. It was almost as though it was reaching out to

touch her.

Rosa involuntarily licked her lips. Her tongue was

long and supple and now her lips were shining. I took a step closer. She

still on her knees next to the toilet, with no place to move. My cock

head was only an inch from her lips.

"You can suck it, Rosa. I don't mind," I said gently.

She looked at me in wonder.

"No mister, I'm not supposed to do that."

"Does that mean you want to do it?"

"No, I mean...It's just I've never seen one so big before." She was confused.

"I want you to suck it, Rosa. I've been watching your fine ass strut

around this apartment. You are hot and you make me horny. Help me out,

Rosa."

At this crude flattery, Rosa smiled a little. She

grabbed my shaft, which she was barely able to wrap her hand around. She

extended her tongue and began to swirl it around my cock head.

"Oh, Rosa," I said as my ecstasy started.

"Take it easy mister. Don't cum in my mouth, and don't try to choke me with your big beautiful cock."

"No problem, Rosa."

She kept her mouth mostly on the cock head only, but her swirling

tongue and her rapidly pumping little hand made up the difference. Soon I

was moaning and groaning. Somewhere outside I heard a door click shut.

Rosa looked young, but she was experienced at this.

"Cum for me mister," she cooed.

I was tempted to grab Rosa by the hair and force my cock deep down her

throat, but she had been sweet and cooperative, so I relaxed and let her

finish me off. It was worth the wait. She intensified her tongue

activity and gripped me tightly with her hand. The combination of soft

and rough sent me over the edge I began to squirt without warning. Since

I was now blasting with great pressure, I managed to shoot a couple of

sticky wads of sperm straight down her throat before she could react.

"Ah!" I grunted animalisticly. She pulled her mouth off my hose and let

the rest of my cum cover her face, dripping down onto her top. She was

smiling and laughing.

"You really gave me a lot, mister," she said. "You really did want me."

"Yes, Rosa. Thank you for that awesome cock sucking."

"Maybe I'll see you again?" she said expectantly.

"Maybe, now I have to get in the shower."

When I emerged from the shower, Marina was there.

"I heard what happened in there. You came all over our little Mexican. Can't you control yourself at all?"

"Not really, Marina."

"How big were you?"

"About 11 inches."

"Damn. I suppose you'd be ready to go again now?" Marina smiled at me.

"Oh yeah, Marina, anytime with you."

"That's what I wanted to hear, but unlike you I can control myself. And

I'm not going to take your leftovers after that Tijuana whore. You'd

better get to work." Her words and tone were angry, but her green cat's

eyes were still smiling at me.
Chapter 14. South Asian Sex.

At work I got a text from Shriti. It said to come see her, and gave an

address. It wasn't far away, so I arranged to go there for lunch.

Shriti opened the door wearing a bikini.

"I wanted to show you what you did for me," she said.

She had filled out that bikini nicely. She had attained classical

Indian proportions. She now had big, high, soft, spherical tits like a

Hindu deity. Her waist was high and her hips were rounded.

She flashed her lovely smile.

"It worked. How can I thank you?"

I was about to say it was nothing, but my cock had other ideas. It was

already at attention from my examination of Shriti's curvy brown body.

Shriti looked down.

"Oh, that's how. Well, it can't do any harm," she said.

Then I unzipped and my 11 inch trouser snake slithered out.

"On second thought, that might do some damage," she said, wide-eyed.

I began to grope her tits roughly. They were really soft and squishy. I

didn't feel like wasting any more time. I pushed Shriti down on the

sofa. She continued to stare at me and my cock with amazement. I pulled

her legs up near her head and held them. She was pretty flexible. Her

cunt hadn't grown to giant proportions like Cassidy, but it did swell

gently from between the curves of her ass. Some cunt juice was

moistening the bikini fabric. I pulled the material aside without

removing the bikini bottom. I began the process of forcing my monster

cock into her cunt, which was actually of a quite normal size, but

seemed so small by comparison to my organ. I wasn't gentle with her, but

it still took about five minutes of constant pushing for her to fully

stretch and lubricate to accommodate my organ. At the end of the

process, she accepted the entire 11 inch length without trouble. Fucking

with Shriti was a bit different. She didn't scream or moan, but simply

hummed a quiet "Hmm" "Umm" as I first pushed then pumped with greater

rapidity. Her cunt was all slickness and smoothness. I continued to hold

her legs up around her ears as I leaned into her and thrust rapidly in

and out with long strokes, ending with my hips banging into her ass with

force. She closed her eyes and continued to hum.

Without pause, my own orgasm started. Cum began to flow.

Shriti opened her eyes in surprise again. She tried to push me out, but

she had no leverage and could only flap her hands at me.

"No, you'll knock me up!"

"Yeah, I'm going to knock you up!" Somehow those words made me laugh. I

had her legs firmly in my grasp, and continued to pour cum into her

until it overflowed her cunt and dripped all over the dark fabric of the

sofa.

Shriti relaxed seeing that the deed was done. She had

maintained her calm and apparently didn't have an orgasm. I pulled out

with a gooey plop.

Shriti had a cross expression on her face,

but seeing the cum dripping from me, and remembering its effect on her

body, she didn't hesitate to lick me clean.

"Ok, you've had your fun. You'd better go now. I just hope you didn't knock me up."

"You know how to find me."

"No, I think I'm happy with my body now, and I'd rather be with a nice

Indian boy. Your cock is unreal, but it's just too big for me. I'm so

sore."

"Sorry, Shriti." But I didn't really care. I was happy

to have drained off some of my excess sexual energy, and was ready to

head back to work.
Chapter 15. Cassidy's Little Sister.

I kept on the lookout, but there was no sign of Kyoko for the rest of

the day. I returned home to find three women, Cassidy, Marina, and a

third, a very young blonde of just eighteen, with long tresses. She was

wearing very little. A mini skirt revealed all of the curvature of her

smooth but muscled legs. Her round calves were set off by her white

high-heeled boots. A cut off t-shirt exposed her wide and flat stomach.

Her hip bones jutted out over the low riding mini-skirt. In classic

trashy teenage fashion she was wearing bright pink lipstick, heavy

mascara and bright blue eyeshadow, but since she was a classic blonde

with light blue eyes, the look actually worked for her. She was a living

doll, and she was Cassidy's little sister, Caitlin. Unlike Cassidy,

Caitlin was well-tanned, and although Cassidy's skin was perfectly

lovely, the glow of youth raised Caitlin's to a higher degree of

perfection. Her tits were of average size, but she was still young.

Where Cassidy was full and firm, Caitlin's tits puckered more gently,

but the wide expanse of raised area promised more growth to come.

Although my eyes were feasting on her with lust, Marina's sharp elbow

reminded me that I was Cassidy's boyfriend now, so I controlled myself,

difficult though it was. I had a better picture now of Cassidy's earlier

days and her evolution from trailer trash to college slut to the

somewhat more civilized being she now was.

We had take-out

Chinese that night. Caitlin was going to stay with us to visit the city

for a week, her spring break. This had been planned some time ago, but

Cassidy had never had time to tell me in the flurry of our coupling. She

was going to sleep on the sofa.

That night, although Cassidy

wanted me to be quiet because of her little sister outside, we ended up

fucking hard and rough anyway once our enlarged organs took control. The

bed shook, and Cassidy's moans and screams mingled with my groans. Her

powerful cunt was like a milking machine, and sucked fluids out of me.

"I have to get something to drink Cassidy, I'm parched," I said.

And I threw a towel around myself, my still half-hard cock raising the fabric like a flag, and dashed to kitchen.

Caitlin was surprised by the door opening and I saw her eyes open

staring at the outline of my cock under the towel. Then she recollected

herself and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

That was all for that night.
Chapter 16. A Suck and A Fuck. I woke up the next morning to find only Marina there.

"Cassidy wanted to show Caitlin where she worked and take her to

lunch." Marina shook her head. "I saw how you were looking at her last

night. She's not only Cassidy's sister. She's so young. It would be a

Crime." Again her words were harsh, but her eyes were smiling. Marina

understood me better than anyone else.

"How big are you these days?"

"I'm up to 11 inches."

"Can I see?"

"You're playing with fire, Marina."

"Fire is fascinating. Come on, I'll give you some incentive."

And she pulled off the t-shirt and sweats she was lounging in. Her lean

body glimmered. Her tits, while not large, were perfectly formed and

ended in taut playful little nipples. Her supple shoulders and shoulder

bones described elegant curves. Below her tits, her body tapered to an

incredible slenderness, then curved outward again in perfect symmetry.

Her ass cheeks hung like two taut plums. She was wearing a thong with a

tiny patch of fabric covering her cunt. Her legs crossed to form a

heart-shaped v in that special spot.

I had come out of the bedroom wearing only my towel, and now my cock made its way out from under the fabric.

"I'm ready to suck that big cock again. But no more than that."

"Deal, Marina."

And I stepped towards her. She fell to her knees and began her special

appreciation. Now that I was even larger, she couldn't take me entirely

in her mouth, even with her remarkable skills. She wrapped her slender

fingers around the thick base of my cock that couldn't fit in, and kept a

tight grip on my balls with the other. Her silky skin felt divine as

she rubbed her body against my legs. This time she hadn't said a word

about not cumming in her mouth, so I assumed she wanted to drink me up.

In no time, her talented mouth was causing my cock to erupt again. I put

my hands on the back of her head, gently, but firmly, to keep her mouth

in her place. There was no need. She swallowed my load greedily, not

missing a drop in spite of its huge volume. Marina's large and lovely

green eyes remained locked on mine throughout.

At that moment

the lock on the door clicked and the front door swung open. It was Rosa.

Her hair was down, and it was long, a jet black river down to her

waist, with light waves. She was dressed like a roller derby queen with a

tight green tank top that showed enormous cleavage and red satin shorts

that left huge meaty chunks of ass flesh exposed and formed a

tremendous cameltoe. She laughed when she saw my cock in Marina's mouth.

"Oh mister, sorry to interrupt."

Marina swung her

mouth off of my organ. "You're not interrupting anything Rosa, we're

just finished. What are you doing here? Today's not your day."

"I came to see mister... and thank him. I got a new job and won't be working here anymore."

Marina hissed in my ear. "Go ahead to your Tijuana whore. I'm through here. No cunny for you."

I rolled my eyes, but Marina had already dashed to the bedroom.

I stood there naked in the middle of the room. "Maybe I should get some clothes on."

"No need, mister."

"So what job did you get?"

"They finally accepted me at the strip club, thanks to you. My body changed, can't you see. Now I have everything I need."

Marina reappeared, leaning in her doorway in a bathrobe, watching us.

"So that was your dream, to be a stripper?" she said.

"Yes, you can make a thousand a day. And I will, with these tits. I

wanted to thank you, to show you." She moved towards me, rolling her

hips.

"Don't mind me," Marina said. "I want to see this."

I looked at Marina with trepidation, but she was again all cool

curiosity and lifted her chin in indifference. She motioned with her

hand to begin.

Rosa peeled off her clothes and gyrated. It

wasn't a full striptease, but she didn't have music or a pole to help

her. What was clear was that her tits and ass had swollen thanks to my

cum. She wasn't massive all over like Cassidy's big tits and big hips on

a big frame. Rosa's body was smaller, but had been plumped with massive

fat deposits on her top and bottom. She jiggled gelatinously as she

shook and rocked, but the effect was still spectacularly erotic. And her

long black hair fanning out over her naked brown body was delightful.

My cock had flagged temporarily after Marina's treatment, but now I was fully erect again.

"That's what I wanted, mister." And she grabbed my cock with one hand and gave it a quick kiss.

Marina clapped lightly. "Nice show," she said, with seriousness only lightly iced with sarcasm.

But cock was running things again, and I stopped worrying about Marina.

"Fuck me, Rosa. I want to feel that hot ass slapping against me."

"I don't mind, but you have to use a condom. I can't get pregnant with my new job."

"Right. But I don't have a condom. I'll pull out."

Marina smirked at me.

"No, I have condom," Rosa said. "Just in case," she smiled.

"Of Course," Marina said. This time the sarcasm was thick.

She unwrapped the condom, and I put it on. It was ridiculous. It only

covered half of my cock, and pinched me in the middle. But I didn't

care.

"Now bend over and show me that ass."

Rosa put

her hands on the coffee table and lifted her ass in the air. Her cunt

was glistening with juice. We were facing Marina, and she watched

everything closely. I decided not to waste any more time. I walked up to

Rosa, took a grip on the love handles on her hips, and plunged my cock

straight into her.

"Aye!" she screamed. Marina's eyes widened.

She had never seen me quite this rough and bestial. One hand covered

her mouth and she hugged herself with the other arm to keep steady.

I began to slam into Rosa. Seeing the fat on her round ass bounce, and

her hair spread out across her back, was quite exciting. After Rosa

adjusted to my size, she began to gyrate stripper style and press

herself deeper into me. She turned around to look at me. Her face was

distorted with passion and pain. Her dangling tits were flapping against

the coffee table with each stroke. Her cunt was neither slick nor

muscular, but held me with a gooey rubbery sensation. Then she began to

let out loud moans.

"Oh!" "Oh!"

I began to slam even

harder, and I felt my cock start to grow. I looked at Marina and her

eyes widened further. Marina's face was glazing over with lust as well.

Rosa and Marina mingled together in my mind. I knew now that my cock had

reached a foot long and was thicker than ever. I began to cum. I felt

something tear. Wave after wave of cum flowed out of me. Rosa's cunt was

soon full and cum dripped onto the carpet.

"Oh!" Rosa said.

"Ah!" I said.

"Oh!" Rosa said.

"Uh! Awe!" I said, having spent myself. I pulled out, and the remains

of the little condom fluttered in tatters off of my cock. Marina saw it

and Rosa too when she turned around.

"Oh no!" Rosa said.

Marina giggled. "You'd better clean that carpet, Rosa. Then get out."

Rosa did as Marina said. She got on her knees and scrubbed the carpet,

buck naked, still jiggling. Then she slipped into her skimpy clothes and

bolted for the door.

"Bye mister. Wish me luck."

"Good luck, Rosa."
Chapter 17. Run in with the Boss. I made my way to work. Kyoko was back at work. I asked her how she was.

"I was throwing up all day yesterday. I couldn't keep anything down. I don't know what was the matter with me."

"Well it's good to have you back."

"Now I'm ravenously hungry."

"For me?"

"No, for food, silly."

"Well you must be making up for yesterday."

"Anyway, I've got to catch up on work now. Talk to you later." And she winked at me.

By the afternoon, I was hungry too. Sexually hungry. My cock had

stiffened on its own and was begging for measures to be taken.

I was walking up and down the hall, looking for Kyoko, but she had

already left for the day. My cock was hard to conceal. As I passed my

boss' office, she hissed "Get in here!"

Elaine was just past

forty and retained the sex appeal of a mature woman who had once been

quite a looker. Her dirty brown hair was chopped into a fashionable page

boy, and she wore fitted suits that flattered her filled out, but not

quite matronly figure. Today she showed some attractive cleavage, as she

often did. I had often idly speculated about sex with her.

"What are you doing with that thing?" Elaine said, pointing at my crotch.

I explained that I'd been having sexual issues lately.

"I can't have you prowling around looking like you're about to rape someone in the office. What are you thinking?"

"I'm not thinking. I need to fuck." Was I talking to my boss like that?

"Do you really need it that bad?"

"I need it." I pulled my cock out of my pants. It was a full foot long and wouldn't go down.

"Holy shit! Yes, you do need it bad."

Elaine licked her lips.

"I need my employees to be productive," she said. "So I need you to get

back to work. Just take me so you can get off." And she dropped her

panties to the floor and hitched up her skirt. In spite of her age, she

looked pretty sexy. She was wearing thigh-high hose and garters.

"If you tell anybody about this, I'll fire you instantly," she said. "Remember, you came in here and exposed yourself."

"No problem, ma'am." And I wasted no time in lifting her onto the desk

and plunging my hungry cock into her wet snatch. Her old cunt was loose,

but I was so big that I could still generate enough friction. Elaine

clearly wanted to let out a cry, but she bit her lip to keep silent. I

opened her blouse and pawed at her large droopy tits. Soon I picked up

the tempo and was plowing into her with abandon. Then I started my usual

copious cum.

Now Elaine couldn't stay quiet.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Then, after I had pulled out and she saw cupfuls of cums leaking out of her, she stared in awe.

"What is all that? How..?"

She emptied her Kleenex box in an effort to wipe herself and the desk

off. When she had rearranged her clothes, she still looked, and smelled,

like she had just been fucked.

I said, "I think I'll take the rest of the day off."

She was too stunned to answer.
Chapter 18. The rapist is raped.

When I got home, Cassidy and Caitlin were there and Marina had gone

out. Due to my recent fuck, I was able to control my sex impulses pretty

well during dinner and conversation.

That evening Cassidy and

I again enjoyed a noisy fuck session in the bedroom. Her tits were

still growing, and becoming veiny, and her belly and hips had widened

and thickened. Our sex had lost none of its intensity.

In the

early dawn, I felt my covers being lifted off me. I kept my eyes closed

and pretended to be asleep. I was still naked and covered with dried

fluids from the night before. I felt a hand timidly reach for my cock. I

began to stiffen. I heard a gasp. The hand closed around my cock and

began to stroke me, rather artlessly, I must say.

I opened my eyes.

It was Caitlin.

“Caitlin, what are you doing?”

“I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. You don’t mind, do you?” she added flirtatiously.

“No, I don’t mind.”

Caitlin was kneeling on the bed wearing just a bra and panties. Her

mascara was still on, smeared raccoon like around her blue eyes. Her

hair was a sexy, disheveled mess.

“It’s just that I hear you and Cassidy every night, and I get horny. I mean I have feelings too.”

“I’m sure you do, Caitlin.”

Now I had grown to my full towering foot long length. Caitlin grabbed

me with both hands. She was caught in the spell of my cock too.

“That’s bigger than anything I’ve ever seen.”

“And you’ve seen a lot of cocks at your age?”

“Enough. I have my big sister’s footsteps to follow in. I mean I

started with a reputation before I’d even done anything because of her.”

She looked away with a faraway expression while she continued to pump

my cock absentmindedly.

“You’re not scared of a big cock like that, little girl?”

“I’m not a little girl, and I’m not scared of cocks!” Caitlin protested, then her expression changed. “I’d better go now.”

“Oh, so your curiosity satisfied, you’d just leave me hanging?” I grabbed her wrist. “Not so fast you cock tease!”

“Let me go!”

“Not until you get me off. If you don’t, I’ll tell Cassidy that you tried to hit on me.”

“Let me go!”

“Quiet, you’ll wake Marina.”

“Marina’s not here, she went out for something early. That’s why I came in.”

“So just suck me a little. Don’t worry I cum fast.”

Caitlin stuck her lip out in a pout. But she had inherited the Cassidy slut gene, so she said, “OK.”

She leaned over and began to lick my cock head, then to take me into

her mouth a bit. She was inexperienced and her technique was bad. She

couldn’t keep her teeth out of the way effectively. Still, I was excited

by the taut freshness of her lips, and her body.

“Take your bra off, Caitlin.”

“Do I excite you?” she asked expectantly.

“Yes, Caitlin, very much. You have such a hot body. I want to see it.”

And Caitlin did take off her bra, and her panties too. Her tits were so

high and firm, and her nipples were even longer than Cassidy’s. I

reached over to touch them and flick them. Cassidy began to finger

herself as she sucked me.

“You are a sexy dirty slut, Caitlin.”

“Gee thanks.”

The front door of the apartment opened. I could hear Marina’s voice

complaining about the mess of bedding left on the sofa. Clearly she

thought Caitlin had gone out without cleaning up after herself.

“We’d better stop,” Caitlin said.

My cock twitched in her mouth.

“No Caitlin, I need to cum.”

“But Marina is here.”

“Just keep quiet.”

Caitlin kept sucking, half-heartedly. She didn’t know how to take me

deep into her mouth, and every time I began to get some momentum going,

she snagged me with her teeth again. But I was getting more and more

excited.

“Let’s try something different, Caitlin.”

“No, I think that’s enough. I should never have started this.”

“Shut up Caitlin. I need to cum!” I hissed. And I grabbed both of her

wrists, flipped her over onto her back and held her down on the bed. She

looked at me with fright and expectation in her blue raccoon eyes. I

forced her legs apart and fingered her cunt, which was quite wet.

“No, don’t!”

“You cock-teasing bitch! Don’t you understand that I need to cum! If

you knew how to suck cock you wouldn’t be in this situation.”

And I forced my fat cock into her cunt. Caitlin tried to scream, but I

covered her mouth her my hand. It was thrilling to feel her perfectly

taut skin, her perfectly toned limbs, straining and writhing underneath

me.

“Keep quiet!” I said, and lifted my hand off her mouth.

She nodded and looked into my eyes. She saw that further resistance was

futile, and decided to relax and enjoy the show. I took my time and

continued to plow in and out of her until even I was getting sore. My

hands roamed all up and down her body, stroking her flanks, squeezing

her tits, pinching her nipples, grabbing her ass, scratching her thighs.

Finally I let myself come to orgasm. I felt my cock stretch and thicken

yet again. The 13th inch! Caitlin had a sizeable cunt for a teenager,

but once I grew that extra inch, I had run out of room began battering

her cervix. At that sensation, Caitlin could no longer control herself.

Her body shuddered in an involuntary orgasm, which triggered a machine

gun like burst of cumshots from my weapon. Afterwards, I lay still,

keeping my organ inside Caitlin until the overflow of cum began to dry

and glue our bodies together.

Finally Caitlin spoke.

“I’m not going to say anything about this to anyone. But it can never happen again, do you understand?”

“If you stay out of my bed, Caitlin, it won’t happen again. But if I

find you here, you sexy little girl, you’ll get fucked even harder than

that, understand?”

With that Caitlin took fright again and

jumped up and ran out of the bedroom. She had forgotten about Marina,

who was sitting at the table drinking her coffee.

I heard Marina’s characteristic “Ha!”, then I pulled on my robe and left the bedroom.

Marina was waiting for me. “Caitlin? Caitlin? I told you that was a

crime. Some might call that statutory rape, and from the scratches on

her it looks like it was just plain rape!”

“Are you going to turn me in, Marina?” I stared her down.

Marina didn’t reply, but kept gazing at me with those lovely green eyes, now with a steely expression.

“You’re incorrigible! A walking hard-on!”

“That’s me.”

“Where’s Caitlin?”

“In the bathroom, hosing off,” Marina said.

“What do want from me, Marina?”

“You think this is easy for me. I haven’t had a guy in just as long as

Cassidy, before this week. And now I get to watch you fuck anything that

moves with that lovely rod of yours. I want it too, it’s just that I

have some self-respect, some self-control.” And she turned her head to

the side and looked away as my cock began nosing its way out from under

the folds of my robe.

Marina tapped her foot. “That’s enough! I

can’t take any more. Now it’s my turn to get some cock, but on my

terms!” Marina was almost shouting. She walked over to me. We were both

in robes, the only difference was that her long dark hair draped over

her shoulders, while my giant cock jutted forth towards her crotch.

“Take off that robe and lie down on your bed,” Marina said firmly. I

did as I was told. Marina stepped into my bedroom and let her robe slide

off her shoulders. Her ultra-slender, gently curved, hyper feminine

body was displayed in all its glory. My cock bounced and twitched in the

air. Marina climbed onto the bed. She began to kiss me passionately.

Our tongues entwined, and she grabbed my cock with one hand while she

stroked my hair with the other. This was tender, delicate, and unlike

what I was recently accustomed to. Soon she descended on my cock. Again,

everything was gentle and delicate, a frisson of lips and tongue. I

turned to try to get greater depth and friction on my cock.

“Don’t you move, mister. Lie still and let me be in control, or I’m going,” Marina said.

“Okay.”

"I can't have you tearing apart my little cunny like you did with those

other girls." Saying this, she smiled at me lustfully and straddled me.

She began rubbing her tender pink cunt along the underside of my fat

cock, moistening it with juice. Then she grabbed it again and guided the

tip, which was the size of a lemon, into her wet receptacle. She

squatted and used her elegant elongated thighs to keep her cunt

suspended high in the air so that only a couple of inches of my cock

penetrated her. In keeping with the rest of her character, her cunt was

delicate and tender. I could feel slight ridges and rippling

undulations, as if her cunt lips were gently kissing my cock head.

Marina closed her eyes in bliss. I tried to push my hips further up, but

she held me and kept me from moving. Ever so slowly, she took more and

more of my cock inside of her.

She had forgotten to close the door. I heard the bathroom door open, and in a second, Caitlin had turned the corner.

"Oh my God!" she said. "I'm telling Cassidy!"

Marina turned around and stared at her coldly. "If you do, I'm telling

what you did. What do you think she'll be more upset about? Now leave us

alone."

And Caitlin did just that. I couldn't spare a thought

for Caitlin. I was too busy admiring the divine slender form that was

rocking above me. Marina turned back to me with tenderness in her eyes,

her long hair falling down and brushing my chest. She had finally taken

most of my length inside her. I now felt her cervix rubbing my cock

head. Rather than slamming into it, as I had with Caitlin and others, I

let Marina control the tempo. She gradually pressed down so that her

cervix opened up, and my cock head locked inside it. Now I was subject

to intense squeezing, both from the cervix and her cunt walls. Marina

was letting go. She began to let out fluttering sighs. I grabbed her

hard smooth hips and firm ass to steady her. She continued to increase

the tempo of her rocking and squeezing. Her eyes were clamped shut with

concentration. Then I felt it. A flow of liquid splashed out of her cunt

over my hips. She was squirting! She let out a deep sigh of relief. At

that moment I felt my cock grow again, straining her cervix open wider.

Marina groaned hoarsely. Then her cunt convulsed in deep waves, and I

began to cum. It was hard to say whose fluids belonged to who. She

spread wetness everywhere, mixed with copious quantities of my sticky

gluey goo. Finally, Marina collapsed onto my chest and squeezed me

close.

"Thank you, lover," Marina said.

The bed was a

wreck, covered in two successive waves of reproductive liquids, but we

peeled ourselves off the sheets. I showered with Marina, playfully

soaping and rinsing her admirable physique. She seemed more relaxed and

happy than I had ever seen her. Then the phone rang.
Chapter 19. Cassidy pregnant. I jumped to answer the phone in the living room, still naked. It was Cassidy. She was nervous.

"What is it, Cass?" Marina and Caitlin were both watching me, both

still in towels from their respective showers. It was a weird scene.

"I had a suspicion yesterday, but now I'm pretty sure that...I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant? How is that possible? Who's the father?"

"You're the father, Dumbo. You're the only one I've fucked in a year."

"But we only started fucking a few days ago."

"Yesterday I could have sworn I felt a kick. You know I've been getting

bigger. At first it was just bigger boobs. But today, I can see that my

stomach is clearly bulging, and I felt kicks many times. It's a baby, I

know it."

"Look, Cass, there's been a lot of weird changes in our bodies. That doesn't mean you're pregnant. Anyway it's not possible."

"I made an appointment with the Ob-Gyn for tomorrow," Cassidy said. "You're coming with me. Take the day off work."

"Fine, whatever, but it's not a baby." I hung up the phone. I guess I could have been more supportive.

Marina and Caitlin stared at me, then at each other, having no idea what to say.

That night our dinner passed in near silence. There were too many

secrets, passions, and uncertainties at that table for anyone to risk

saying anything. Even in bed with Cassidy, I had no desire to fuck her. I

studied her body. Her veiny tits suggested preggo breast growth, but

she had been growing since I first came on her. Her belly was poking out

roundly, but wasn't she just continuing to fatten up, as had been her

tendency? In any case, speculations like these killed my erection. Was

my sexual frenzy almost burnt out?
Chapter 20. Nurse collects a sample.The

next morning I called into work and talked to Elaine. When I told her I

was going to take the day off, she asked "Are you taking care of your

sexual problem?"

"Yes, that's what it's about," I said.

"Fine, take care of it, then. If you need help, call me," Elaine said.

"I will, Elaine, I will."

I observed as Cassidy got dressed. I had to say that she definitely had

a pregnant-looking belly. It stuck out in a peculiarly rounded fashion

that looked like more than just fat. The belly propped up her monster

tits on which everything was swollen, areolae, nipples, veins. I hoped

it was still more of the weird growth effects of my seminal fluid, but

it looked like pregnancy too. One of the problems of Cassidy's rapid

growth was that none of her clothes fit her any more. She settled on a

baggy sundress, but her swollen belly and big hips made it ride up

unnaturally short. It was possible to get substantial views of her

underwear in many otherwise ordinary poses. And of course she had

outgrown all her bras, so her uncovered tits spilled out over the top of

the sundress. It was all she could do to keep her nipples concealed.

She looked like a parody of a strange porno.

We took a taxi to

the Ob/Gyn. I waited outside while Cassidy was taken in for the

examination. After all, I wasn't her husband. Hell, it had only been six

days since I moved in and we fucked. After a while, the nurse came out

to the waiting room and beckoned me inside to where Cassidy was sitting.

The doctor, a wizened grey-haired woman, told me that Cassidy was six

months pregnant. She didn't really believe Cassidy's story about no sex

prior to me, and kept questioning her about any blackouts during

drinking or other loss of memory, which Cassidy denied.

Then

the doctor turned to me and said, "If her story is true, and there are

signs that it could be. I have never seen a body so (here she made an

expansive gesture) like hers, for instance. Then you (here she stuck her

finger in my chest) are perhaps worthy of further study, hmm?"

"In any case, the lady is six months pregnant. Due to her rapid weight

gain, I would advise her to stay at home and rest. Observe her closely

and come back if there are any sudden changes. Also, her vagina has been

lacerated by a large object. She needs to refrain from sexual activity.

No penetration, understand? It will harm the fetus. You, we would like

to have you give a sample at our institute. In consideration, we will

offer free care for the lady during her birth experience. You agree?"

"Yes, sounds fine. What kind of sample?" I said.

"Sperm sample, of course. Now the lady may go. You must come to the Institute."

"Where is that?"

"It's just the next building. There is an internal corridor. Yolanda will show you."

I said goodbye to Cassidy and followed the nurse, Yolanda. Yolanda was a

tall, ebony-skinned black woman with long muscular legs, uncovered by

her short-skirted nurse's uniform, a big black ass, and a pretty face

with classic African features. She seemed rather sweet, and flashed a

convivial smile that showed her lustrous pearly teeth and thick pink

lips. To my chagrin, my cock began to stir again as soon as these

thoughts passed through my head. After all, I hadn't had sex in nearly

twenty-four hours.

I began to limp to accommodate my cock, since once it became even half-erect these days it didn't really fit in my pants.

Yolanda turned and saw what I was doing and only shook her head.

We passed through swinging doors labelled, "Institute for Advanced Bio fertility - Warning: Bioactive Zone".

Yolanda led me to a small room with a chair, a table with various

medical supplies on it - test tubes, gloves, swabs, needles, a lamp, a

mirror, an examining table, and little else.

"This is where you'll give the sample," she said. "I have to stay and observe you to make sure there is no tampering."

"Alright, where do you want me to put it."

She handed me a test tube the size of my little finger.

"Is that it? What do you want me to do with the rest?"

"Usually the patients use those paper towels. We'll just clean up the excess."

"We?"

Yolanda smirked. "Don't get any ideas. I mean whoever, it doesn't matter."

"But Yolanda, I usually have a cup or two of cum these days."

"You're exaggerating."

"Yolanda, my cock is more than a foot long. I have a lot of cum," I said matter of factly.

"Now I know you're exaggerating. No white man has a cock that big!"

Yolanda exclaimed. Then she reconsidered, "I'm sorry, that wasn't very

professional of me."

"No, that's ok. Just see for yourself."

And I unzipped. My cock was only half-erect, but already measured about

eight inches and was pretty thick.

"That's a healthy cock, but

I've seen bigger. Anyway, when I said I observed, I only meant that I

stay in the room. I don't usually look directly at, you know, what's

going on. Most patients aren't comfortable with that."

"Why wouldn't I be comfortable with that, Yolanda? I want you to look."

"Suit yourself," Yolanda said. She leaned against the wall, folded her

arms and crossed her ankles, showing her lovely legs in their best

light. She stared straight at my cock.

"Watch it grow,

Yolanda!" And I began to stroke. I too kept my eyes directly on her. I

admired her shining dark skin, her powerful healthy limbs, her

symmetrical face, her big dark eyes, her full lips. I began to want her

badly. My cock had already grown beyond a foot and was four inches

thick.

"Shit! That is a big cock!" Yolanda was surprised and impressed.

"Did you ever have a black cock this big?"

"That's none of your business, but...no, not quite like that."

"Do you want this cock, Yolanda?" I took a step towards her.

"We need the sample."

"Then extract it." I took her hand and laid it on my log of love.

She began to pump.

"That's it, Yolanda." But I was too impatient. My enormous hard-on

demanded more. I grabbed Yolanda and spun her around so that she faced

the wall. I jerked her panties down to her knees. And I bent her over

and penetrated her before she knew what was happening. Her cunt was

already slick. She was built to handle big cocks. There was plenty of

room inside for me, but her cunt lips squeezed me tightly at the base of

my cock.

"Shit! That is a big cock!" She said again, this time with raw lust.

Her big black ass was all firm muscle. I slapped it as she bucked up

and down on me, bracing herself against the wall and looking back at me

with dreamy sensuality in her face. I unbuttoned her uniform and pulled

her tits free, squeezing them as I slammed into her. Her bucking became

frantic, and I began to grow again. 15 inches! Superhuman! Now she began

to have her orgasm.

"Huh! Uh!" she moaned. Her long legs

propelled her pelvis back and forth at high speed, traversing the length

of my cock. Her orgasm continued, a perpetual spasm. "Hmm! Urm!" Her

moans became louder. I began to spurt. This time I came like a cannon,

with large separate shots that rocked her body. She flinched from the

pressure of the first blast and screamed. Then the second blast came.

Yolanda recollected herself.

"The sample! The sample!"

She jumped forward and freed herself from my sex spear. I still had the

tiny test tube my hand and held it front of my cock. Yolanda dropped to

her knees to help. She pumped my cock her both hands and a third cannon

blast arrived. It filled the tiny test tube in a second, and the rest

splashed on Yolanda's face, ivory on ebony. Yolanda wrapped her fat

black lips around my cock and began to drink hungrily as I shot several

more thick blasts of cum into her hungry and willing mouth.

A

light knock on the door was followed by the door opening and a very

small young woman entered, wearing a white lab coat. She was very

slender, with thin bones and a mouse-like small face that was

nevertheless beautiful and feminine. Her features were half Asian and

half Caucasian.

"I'm Suzanne, the lab tech," she said. "Give me that sample before it's contaminated."

I handed it over. Yolanda was still on her knees in front of me, hand

on my cock, my cum all over her face and dripping from between her legs.

"That was very unprofessional Yolanda," Suzanne said. "But

we'll forget about it because this..." here she pointed at my cock..."is

an exceptional case." And Suzanne gave me the faintest wink and smile.

"You can wait in the waiting area," she said. "We should have some results for you in about an hour." And she turned and left.

"She watches through that mirror, you know." Yolanda said.

"You knew that all along?"

"Of course, but I wasn't going to lose my chance to feel that cock. We still have an hour. Let's do it again."

"No problem, Yolanda."

And she sucked me back to full erection. She tried to ride on top of

me, but said it was too uncomfortable. The only position that worked

with my monster cock was doggy style. This time she crouched on the

floor and I slammed her from behind. Once again I drenched her cunt with

cum and splashed the excess all over her back and ass.

Finally satiated, we dressed and she led me to the waiting room. She

slipped me her number and said, "Booty call, any time, day or night."
Chapter 21. Suzanne's research project.

After a bit longer, Suzanne entered the room. She smiled modestly at

me and sat down across from me. She was wearing stylish slacks under her

lab coat, and fashionable heels that highlighted her slender ankles.

Her slight build and delicate motions were unexpectedly charming.

"Well, you are an unusual case, but one that is not unknown to science," she said.

"What is it doc?"

"Actually I'm still working on my Ph.D. When we examined your sperm

under the microscope, we found that they were gigantic and powerful, and

could swim faster than any normal sperm. Your fluids also contain high

concentrations of sex hormones, both testosterone and estrogen, and

several other molecules that we are still analyzing. So, the rapid

acting effects of your "magic cum", as your wife calls it, are quite

understandable."

"She's not my wife, she's not even my girlfriend, she's just my fuck buddy."

"Fuck buddy, then," Suzanne smiled enigmatically, a twinkle in her eye.

"You said that my case is not unknown to science?"

"Well, there have been cases reported in the literature - sex maniacs -

with enormous penises and potent sperm. These sex maniacs usually

suddenly broke from stable, but loveless relationships. Then sexual

desire took control of them. Many became rapists, and some even killers.

I don't mean to alarm you, but you are at risk for this."

"I can understand. Tell me more, doctor, umm, almost doctor."

"You can call me Suzanne. I'd like to work with you, to study you, have therapy sessions to try to control this phenomenon."

"Control it? But Suzanne, I have to tell you that it has been wonderful to have these sexual powers."

"It is wonderful at first, but your sexual desires will control you.

You know that in many of these cases, the sex maniac ended with a

permanent erection and could no longer live a normal life."

"I could see how a permanent erection of my size could be inconvenient. But what is the cure?"

"In select cases, there has been either a partial or complete remission

of the symptoms when the sex maniac found a permanent love object. I am

speaking of true love, in a scientific sense. The sex maniac restrained

the sex impulse and began to love one person and one person only,

before the act of penetration. This psycho-sexual complex changes the

physical reaction of the body to sex back to a more normal spectrum."

"So I'd no longer have a giant cock and magic cum?"

"If you stop trying to copulate with everyone and focus on a loved one, yes. Look what happened to our poor nurse Yolanda."

"I'm sorry about that, but I couldn't control myself. She was so sexy, such legs, such an ass!"

"Whoa, boy! Yes, I know about that, you don't have to tell me. It was

my observation of your reaction to her and your method of copulation

that enables me to be confident in comparing you to the famous sex

maniacs of the literature. I would like to publish a paper on you."

"And make me a famous sex maniac in the literature."

"It's not a bad form of notoriety," Suzanne laughed lightly and

charmingly. "Now, I want you to come back tomorrow and we'll begin

therapy. Go home to your fuck buddy, and remember, no penetration.

You'll harm the fetus."
Chapter 22. Sibling Rivalry. They

had kept me late at the Institute, and I returned to the apartment

after dinner. Cassidy was sprawled naked on the bed, her belly heaving

in the air. She had stripped out of her uncomfortable clothes that no

longer fit her. Her bulk was beginning to be repulsive, but her swollen

veiny tits still had their charms. She must have gained forty pounds

just in the past few days. Not only was every part of her body bigger,

but there were now signs of a double chin and otherwise porcine

appearance to her formerly cute face. Yes, the transformation had begun

to go awry.

Still, my sex mania was unabated. The sight of her

tits had stirred my erection, and I had to take my pants and underwear

off to free my cock from the painful confines of my clothing. I climbed

on top of Cassidy and began to titty fuck her. In her pregnant state,

she no longer responded energetically. I tried to face fuck her, but she

couldn't take enough of my cock inside. I went back to her tits. I

couldn't move freely and needed some lubricant. I dashed to the kitchen,

my cock bouncing up and down. Caitlin was lying on the sofa, trying to

sleep. She saw my nakedness, and turned her head away. Marina was

already in her bedroom. I looked around the kitchen. There was no more

vegetable oil. The best I could find was sour cream. I ran back to

bedroom and smeared it all over Cassidy's tits, using up the entire

container. I set work again trying to cum, but my cock was not

sufficiently stimulated. I was painfully hard and needed release. I

needed a tight cunt to fuck.

"I can't cum, Cassidy. I need a cunt!" I said.

"You can't hon, think about the baby."

"Damn it! I need a cunt!" I was groaning with lust. I dashed out of the room.

Caitlin had heard everything. She was looking at me with panic. She was

dressed in her long sleep tee. I could sense that my cum had been

working on her too. I saw her tits had grown. She wasn't wearing a bra,

and her erect nipples were clearly visible. I moved rapidly towards her.

She rolled face down on the sofa to hide herself. I wasted no time. I

jumped on top of her, pulled up the t-shirt and ripped her panties off.

Her taut smooth ass taunted me.

"No! Stop!" she cried.

My cock was fifteen inches long and thick as a baseball bat. In my

lustful frenzy, I had the strength to spread her legs. I pressed the

knobby purple head of my cock against Caitlin's puffy cunt lips. She was

undergoing the same sexual growth that Cassidy had. Despite that, I was

too big for her, but my cock was still covered in sour cream, which

smoothed my entry.

"Stop it! Pull it out! It's too big! It

hurts!" Caitlin was screaming and thrashing about. I forced the length

of my cock the rest of the way inside and used the weight of my body to

hold her down and keep her from wriggling away. Her tight ass bounced

frantically under me, but feeling her smooth fresh body struggle only

excited me more. Her cunt was tight but slick. She involuntarily spasmed

and contracted as she tried to expel my cock from her body, but this

translated into waves of ecstasy for me.

"I need cunt! Cunt! Tight teen cunt!" I was screaming like an animal.

Cassidy was standing in the doorway staring at us. She was silent, but

tears were streaming down her face. I had woken Marina too. She was also

leaning in her doorway, looking at me with bemusement and exasperation.

Neither moved to stop me. Caitlin quieted down as she grew

accustomed to the situation. She saw she wasn't going to free herself,

so she bit her lip and tried to bear it. Gradually she succumbed to the

raw animal energy of my cock. She grew sweaty and began to pant, lifting

her ass in the air, not to try to wriggle free, but to impale herself

more deeply on my cock.

"It's so big! Oh God! Oh God!" she groaned. Her cunt continued to pulsate. Now I was ready.

"Uh! Awe! Urm! Gaw!" I grunted like an African tribal dancer as I began

to unload waves of cum into Caitlin's cunt. As it filled, first the

sour cream began to drip out, then oodles of sticky swirls of cum

dripped down her legs onto the dark fabric of the sofa.

"My poor little sister!" Cassidy sobbed.

Caitlin looked up at her. "Don't you poor sister me! I have just as much right to his cock as anyone here!"

Marina shook her head, signaling to Caitlin to be quiet.

"You don't know what you're saying, Caitlin. You're only 18. Save yourself," Cassidy said.

"Fine talk from my slutty older sister," Caitlin said.

I was still on top of Caitlin, my cock inside her, while the sisters argued.

"That's the father of my baby, Caitlin," Cassidy sobbed again.

"The father of your baby is a sex maniac," Caitlin said.

"Yes, I am," I said. "The doctors say so. And it's just a fact, I need

cunt and I can't control it. I'm going to start therapy tomorrow." I

pulled out of Caitlin with a slurpy, sticky, squishy sound. "This is

going to get better. Let's go back to bed Cassidy."

And,

although she was still in shock, I led Cassidy back into the bedroom and

we both fell into a deep sleep. Marina slammed her door shut, while

Caitlin drifted off to sleep on the sofa, idly fingering the sticky

residues left in and around her cunt.
Chapter 23. At Kyoko’s home.

In the morning I got a text from Kyoko, telling me to come as soon as I

could, and gave her address. Caitlin and Marina had already left the

apartment, and Cassidy was still asleep. She had told her boss that she

was taking some time off. I dressed for work and texted Kyoko back,

telling her I would see her at lunch.

When I got to Kyoko’s

place, I could see immediately why she hadn’t come to work either. She

was still dressed in the work suit she had tried to put on. Her belly

protruded over the top of her wool skirt. Her blouse was now several

sizes too small. Her swollen tits spilled out the top, and the bottom no

longer reached her belly button. Her round belly stuck out in the cool

air. Seeing her patches of naked flesh caused my cock to stir again, and

I unzipped to let it flop out. Seeing her newly plump tits and fat

belly on top of her still tiny and slender frame was a treat.

“Your impregnation was successful,” Kyoko said.

“I can see that.”

“What are we going to do?”

“Don’t you want the baby? Wasn’t that the whole point?”

“Yes, but I’m already five months pregnant!”

“I know. I’m a freak of nature. But I’ll call the Institute and they’ll take care of everything.”

“The Institute?”

“They’re studying me, and this.” I pointed to my giant hard on.

“You’re even bigger than before.” Kyoko giggled.

“Yes. It hasn’t stopped yet. You’re very sexy like that Kyoko.”

“You’d better watch it. My mom is here, and she wants to talk to you.”

“Where is she?”

“In the dining room.”

I immediately went to other room. I had forgotten that my cock was out.

Kyoko’s mom was an older version of Kyoko. She must have been in her

40s, but only traces of wrinkles were visible. She still had long hair

and a slender figure.

“Oh god! What is that?” She shrieked, staring at my swollen organ.

“It won’t fit in my pants, sorry,” I said nonchalantly.

“Mom, this is my impregnator.”

“Did you harm my daughter, with that giant, , giant,” words failed her.

“No mom, I let him do it. I wanted a baby,” Kyoko said.

“How are you going to handle this sudden impregnation?”

“Don’t worry, Ma'am, Kyoko will be taken to the Institute,” I said, and explained the situation. Then I changed the subject.

“Kyoko, I want to see you naked. I want to see what this pregnancy has done to your body.”

Kyoko was also under the spell of my giant cock, so she immediately

unbuttoned her blouse and slipped out of all her clothes. Her tits were

bulging and veiny, yet retained a Japanese softness and delicacy. Her

belly was not so huge yet. She retained an innocent girl-like

fuckability. I started to jerk my hard cock, and walked over to her.

Kyoko’s mom hid her face in her hands.

Kyoko began to fondle

my cock, then knelt to suck it. Soon I was tittyfucking her. But just

like with Cassidy, the sensation was now insufficient, and my arousal

produced a frenzy.

“It’s not enough! I need cunt! I need to fuck!” I began to scream.

“Take me!” Kyoko said, lying down on the floor and spreading her legs.

I almost did, but then I remembered.

“No, Kyoko, it will harm the fetus. I’m too big.”

Kyoko’s mom peeked up at me to make sure that I wasn’t going to jump her daughter.

My cock took over.

“I need cunt! I need to fuck!” I continued to rant.

I turned to Kyoko’s mom. Yes, she was still a fuckable female.

“Milf! Milf!” I shouted.

I pushed her onto the dining room table and held her down. It was easy

to push up her skirt and tear her panties off. Her bush was unshaven and

fuzzy.

Within seconds I had plunged my cock deep inside her.

Kyoko’s mom screamed and groaned. The fire in my cock was cooling down.

Kyoko was standing staring at me, at her mom, at the scene. Tears began

to fall down her cheeks. Now she understood what kind of monster had

impregnated her.

“Are you going to impregnate my mom?” Kyoko wailed.

Kyoko’s mom had looked half-conscious when I penetrated her, but she roused herself now and turned to her daughter.

“Don’t worry, I had a hysterectomy after you were born,” she said.

Then she lay her head back and closed her eyes. Her face crumpled in

agony as I continued to plunge my oversized meat into her aged but still

tight Japanese cunt.

“Your mom is tight, Kyoko. She feels so

good. I’m going to cum! Ah! Uh! Yeah! Go! Go!” I shouted and blasted a

series of high pressure squirts into her.

I zipped up and told Kyoko to get dressed.

“We’re going to the Institute.”

Kyoko’s mom still lay on dining room table, staring at the chandelier

in a daze, cum drizzling from her cunt, onto the lace table cloth, and

down onto the floor.

To be continued in part 3, By maigret for Literotica.