My eyes fluttered open to the sound of my girlfriend’s voice, low and teasing. “Babe… we need to talk.” She was lying on her stomach right beside me, propped up on her elbows, that wicked little smile on her face as she glanced back over her shoulder. The room was still dim with morning light, plushies everywhere. She was wearing nothing but that sheer black top with red straps and those slutty red fishnet stockings, the kind that dig into her thick thighs just right. And her ass… fuck. It was enormous now, two perfect, swollen globes rising up from the pink heart-patterned blanket, way bigger than it had been last week. Round, heavy, jiggling with every tiny shift, the fishnets stretched tight over the lower curves while the red thong disappeared between them. It looked like it had been pumped full, inflated and plush, just begging to be grabbed.
She reached back with one hand, gave one cheek a slow, deliberate smack that made it ripple, then spread herself just enough to show me how glossy and swollen it was. “You like my new huge ass? This is what happens when you’re on four times the normal dose of CumMax every single day for a week.”
My mouth went dry. She’d been secretly mixing it into my morning protein shakes. Quadruple dose. The stuff that hyper-stimulates your prostate and balls until they balloon, turns your cock into a hypersensitive, precum-dripping mess, and makes you shoot ridiculous, sheet-soaking loads. She’d been denying me pussy all week on purpose “testing how big those balls could get,” she said with a smirk, edging me with her hands and mouth, then stopping right before I broke. My cock had been throbbing constantly, leaking through my boxers, my sack swelling heavier every day until it felt like I was carrying two overripe oranges between my legs.
Last night we’d fallen asleep spooning, her big new ass pressed right back against me. I’d had the filthiest wet dream of my life. In it I was balls-deep in her for hours, pounding her doggy-style on this very bed, my CumMax-swollen cock slamming into her soaked cunt over and over while she screamed my name. Every thrust made her ass clap, and every time I came I flooded her. Huge, thick, endless ropes of hot, white cum pumping straight into her pussy until it would fill her, squirting back out around my shaft and spraying on my hips in messy gushes. I couldn’t stop fucking. I needed more. I just kept going, no refractory period, railing her through orgasm after orgasm, her pussy clenching and milking me while I painted her insides white again and again, the wet, filthy sounds of cum and moans and slapping skin filling the room. I was a fucking machine, owning that pussy for hours straight.
At the exact same time, she was having her own filthy dream. She confessed it with a blush and a bite of her lip: she was on a crowded beach, completely naked, surrounded by a pack of hung studs. They took turns destroying her, two cocks stretching her pussy and ass at the same time while a third fucked her throat, her huge tits bouncing as they passed her around like a beach slut. Cum everywhere. They pulled out and hosed her down, thick ropes splattering her face, her tongue, her swollen tits, dripping off her ass while the waves crashed. She was begging for more, legs spread wide on a towel, getting double-stuffed and bukkake’d until every inch of her was glazed and she was cumming so hard she couldn’t even speak, just gurgling around the cock in her mouth while another load flooded her womb.
In reality? None of that was happening. We were just spooning, both dead asleep. My rock-hard, CumMax-hypersensitive cock had slipped right between her massive ass cheeks, squeezed tight like a warm, velvety vice. The denial had made me so sensitive that even the soft friction of her skin was too much. I’d been unconsciously humping her all night, my swollen balls churning, thick precum oozing out like a faucet and lubing up her crack. Then I started cumming load after massive, uncontrollable load splattering all over her lower back, inflating her ass cheeks, dripping down between them in heavy, sticky rivers. Gallons of it. My balls had inflated over the past week from the 4x dose that I just kept pumping, sensitive, even bigger than cantalopes from being teased and denied. soaking her back completely while she slept through her own gangbang fantasy, her ass getting even plumper and glossier with every spurt, matching the obscene size of my own sack.
She laughed softly when she woke up first, reaching back to run a finger through the dried cum still streaked across her skin. “You couldn’t even make it one week without cumming, huh? You humped my ass in your sleep and came all over my back all night like a desperate little prejac. Look at this mess.” Her voice dropped, filthy and sweet. “I’m so fucking horny I could scream for cock” but she didn’t tell you how she wanted to go to the beach for some reason…
She rolled over a little, letting those massive, cum-glazed cheeks wobble right in front of me. “I was gonna fuck you properly eventually, baby. But if the CumMax turned you into a prejac, instead of the horny stud I wanted… my new huge ass is gonna ruin you. One thrust between these cheeks and you’ll explode instantly. You couldn’t even last cuddling...” She gave her ass another slow smack, the sound wet from last night’s loads, I could feel her cheeks milking my ass as if it was still between them. “Oh FUCK did that get you hard… babe your cock is leaking again… ready to admit you’re my CumMaxed little mess now?”
