Chris walked with Patty, her plump ass secured in his squeezing hands. They continued their introductory kiss as he made his way into his little cubicle. She yelped in surprise as he pulled the woman upwards and caught her hips, settling her so his mouth was perfectly placed at her glistening pussy. With two girlfriends Chris had plenty of experience eating pussy, he’d been told he was pretty good, still he never passed up the chance for more practice.
“Oh my god. Oh my GOD. Oh my GAWD! Yes yes yes yesyesyes more more moremoremore ahhhhhhhhh!” She didn’t take long, Chris could’ve taken his time but this girl was going to take his dick later, he needed her ready, he needed her holes open and soaked with her need for oversized cock. Her body shook and spasmed, her hips gyrating wildly, she did her best trying to pull her groin off his shoulders and get a break but Chris was too strong. He wrapped his arms around her waist and clamped his hands down tight. Patty was locked in, her pussy was entirely at the mercy of Chris’s hungry merciless mouth.
Chris kept the time in his head, he always felt bad about not giving his full attention to a new lover but he couldn’t afford to lose himself in sex, especially on a competition day. Even if his part of it was over there were others that needed the space like the female bodybuilders who would probably be busy getting ready to come down to the main floor. Someone would need his cubicle.
Chris kept eating Patty out through a dozen more orgasms, refusing to stop or slow down eating her pussy until her entire body was vibrating from the relentless pleasure. “Holy…shit…” she said panting when he finally let her down. Her legs were shaky and unable to support her so Chris sat her down on his cock, her legs straddled the incredible shaft. She leaned against his hard body, hands groping him, mouth worshiping his muscular form, her hips slowly gyrating, grinding herself against his root. He made short work of packing up his belongings, he only had three pictures in his borrowed space and his duffel bag held one other thing, his water bottle of protein shake. He gave the bottle a good long shake and greedily drank it all down.
Almost immediately Chris felt the warmth in his stomach. Every body builder and cock builder limited what they ate leading up to a competition. You wanted your body to eat the fat around your muscles which increased your definition and made them “pop” from your body. Chris was always starving after competing. He’d developed a little tradition after a show, one protein shake then about eight hours of sex. Win or lose he always stuck to it. He knew Patty would be no stranger to this, likely her boyfriend did similar.
“You’re amazing, I can’t get over your body.” She moaned as her mouth explored his torso.
“You have no idea.” He chuckled, bringing a hand to angle her head so he could lean down and kiss her again. Minutes passed and Chris pulled away to Patty whimpering at the loss of connection. He grinned and scooped her up then turned her around to face forward, her legs again straddling Chris’s girthy dominating dong.
“Oh my god!” She said with a grin. “It’s so fucking big.” Patties boyfriend Jason couldn’t compare, Chris was more than a full foot longer and a lot thicker. The borrowed girlfriend leaned down to kiss and lick his length, her hands running along the sides of his great shaft. Chris jumped slightly as she started jerking him off, he was still amped up from competing and his cock desperately needed release. She giggled at his reaction. Chris walked through the hotel, not caring he was still naked with an eager naked woman straddling his rock hard dick and making a show of worshiping the appendage. He ignored the stares he got, some were from ‘normals’ disgusted with the community, others were from curious people, then there were the envious glances of anyone not his size, smaller men who could still mix with normal society, they practically drooled at seeing just how big Chris was. He chuckled with the thoughts of what they must’ve been like when the really hit guys came through earlier.
Chris made his way to the cargo elevator at the far side of the lobby. Everyone above two feet avoided regular elevators like the plague, there wasn’t ever any room in those things. Most of the larger guys went up immediately, hurrying to get to their suits and the harems of women they brought along, it was an unwritten rule, the biggest cocks go first, then work your way down. Just how it was, the smallest sizes could mingle with the normals, they didn’t need a whole cargo elevator car for their genitals.
Inside the elevator was sterile stainless steel and mirrors. Chris stood at the back of the car, watching Patty jerk him off with long strokes, her face grinning with how much fun she was having. “God you’re so fucking big.” She sighed as her body pulled against him on a backstroke. Chris’s arms caught her and his big hands explored her body. First her sides, then her legs, one hand stayed at her thighs while the other moved up to grope and squeeze her tits, making her shudder.
“I’m too big for you.” He growled, hungry for the pleasure he was going to get from her, even if she couldn’t really fuck him. He’d go all out when he got his girls back, he’d fuck them as hard as he could as long as he could. For now, Patty wanted his cock and he could still have plenty of fun and easily get off with her.
Her body shuddered with his words in her ear and his hands on her flesh. She let out a shaky breath. “I know. I still want you.” She moaned quietly. He grinned. She gasped as one thick finger slid down to her wet pussy, tracing and teasing her sensitive folds before plunging in deep. “Fuck!” She yelped, craning her head back urgently to kiss him, Chris leaned down into the kiss and added a second finger to the slow pumping of her pussy. She moaned and he groaned a chuckle. Her hands never left his shaft, they kept stroking him as the couple continued their foreplay.
They kissed and handfucked each other as the elevator rose to the fifty second floor and opened with a ding. Chris heard the chime and stepped out barely remembering his bag of belongings. His suit was well lit and warm, three large rooms consisting of a huge master bedroom dominated by a super king sized bed and removable stripper pole, a huge mirror had been added to the ceiling by special request, a popular addition during cockbuilding competitions. The living room was typical with furniture around a huge TV and sturdy tables and chairs, a kitchenette sat unused in the corner.
Last was a window lined sunroom the girls had converted to worship Chris’s body. A wide plush chair sat in its center looking outside, thick pillows lay all around it as padding for their knees so they could suck his cock and balls for hours, in front of everyone who wanted to look in. A small camera had been mounted above the sliding glass door leading to a the balcony, to record their devotion to the super stud boyfriend. The girls loved to record themselves with Chris. They’d upload their “sessions” online and built a large group of loyal fans. Chris would have the videos playing on the screens of his home gym during his workouts, the volume turned way up.
Chris picked Patty off his cock and set her on her feet. She had a moment to notice the artwork on the walls, a dozen large digital picture frames all loaded with images of a Chris naked and posing or fucking either his girlfriends or a few of the female “cock”builders, the female division of cockbuilding didn’t actually have cocks, like their male counterparts these ladies built muscle and instead of cocks and balls, built up their tits and asses. Chris had a lot of female friends in the life, a select few were occasional lovers.
“Oh my god is that Rikki Rocket? Patty asked staring at the photo above the couch in the living room. The picture was of a muscled woman with gigantic tits frozen mid frame bouncing on a massive cock that could only belong to Chris. Her long red hair was flying all over and his big hands were wrapped around her neck as they fucked. The woman’s muscle definition was almost painful to look at she was so hard cut, eight pack abs that looked like they could cut marble.
“One of my favorites, she just loves getting ruined by this cock.” Chris chuckled, her words not his. Patty’s hand traced the incredible abs of the redhead in the photo.
“I’ve always wondered how she gets so cut.” She said. Chris came up behind the smaller woman and let the shaft of his iron hard cock press against her back.
“That time she didn’t eat anything except my cum for three days.” He explained. Jason probably ate more than he should to really show of his muscle but that was always something you learned and figured out with help, everyones bodies were different and professionals could fine tune your workouts and pre-show prep to get you the best results. Some the Chris would leave her with for her boyfriend. Patty giggled and leaned into a slow spin, grinding her body against his turgid shaft, his arms were up to pull her in for another kiss.
“I think I skipped dinner.” She said.
“I’ve always got plenty for hungry sluts who need it.” Chris pulled her up as they kissed fiercely and without looking strode her into the bedroom. He set her down on the bed and started to climb on top of her but she put her hands up to stop him.
“Please, I wanna suck your cock.” Her eyes were like some hungry animal, she didn’t just want to suck his dick, this muscle and size worshipping slut needed it. Chris had to admit he was pleasantly surprised, Patty seemed like just a girlfriend caught in the life, in it for her boyfriend little else. She actually was in to the muscles and massive dicks, she’d gone from being unsure and on the fence to diving into the deep end because she needed it. She’d never been around a cock as big as his, never felt his kind of size and strength. He grinned and stood back up. Towering over both the bed and the naked woman on it.
“Then get on your knees.” He growled. She made a show of it, sliding and slithering down the edge to expertly land on her knees. In her position she had full access to his swollen cockhead but Patty knew what she was doing, she leaned into a forward stretch like a feline and made a show of crawling to reach Chris’s oversized balls. She moaned loudly as her mouth played over his sack, she spit across his monster balls moaned as she lapped up the wetness. Chris couldn’t help but groan, she was good. Her boyfriend Jason was a lucky guy. With agonizing slowness Patty worked her way to his thick root.
“Mmmfuck you’re so big.” She sighed, taking playful nibbles at his shaft, following the thick veins along its length to its center where his hand met her head. Chris leaned into the fetish they both shared.
“Is your boyfriend with big?” He asked.
“No, you’re so much bigger.”
“You want my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes…I need this massive cock.”
“Do you know why?”
“Please…tell me why?”
“This is a real man’s cock.” He growled, she moaned with his response.
“I need it, I need a real mans cock.” She half sighed the words, her mouth inches from his cockhead, her breath hot and humid, her tongue licking her lips in anticipation, her eyes pleading for a cock she knew she couldn’t take. His big hand landed on her head and Chris’s fingers tightened in her hair.
“You belong to this cock.” He said, she sighed her agreement, body trembling from the anticipation. He pulled her face along his shaft, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of his incredible size they could reach. Her body shuddered as an orgasm washed over her. “Worship it.” He commanded, the slut obeyed.
Patty threw herself into her work. Her mouth played along his shaft, her tongue bathing every inch of it, her teeth nibbled at the thick veins that spiderwebbed Chris’s dick. Her hands came up to grab, grope, squeeze, tease, and jerk off the oversized appendage. Chris kept his grip firm in her hair, he let her decide what she wanted and how she moved, enjoying the woman’s skill working an obscenely large dick like his. He bet she’d been practicing for when her boyfriend was this big or bigger. Jason was a lucky guy.
Patty worked her way up and down the giant dick once, twice, three times, covering his whole hog in spit and slobber, then she dove into Chris’s huge nuts.
“Oh. My. God.” She mouthed as she kissed, licked, and bit each massive ball, giving each orb attention before moving to its twin for equal treatment. Chris couldn’t ignore his ache, his free hand came up and he began stroking himself. He saw their reflection in the mirror on the ceiling, his massive muscular form, her hard bimbo body, her on her knees at his balls, him standing with her just barely visible beneath, jerking himself off while she sucks on his nuts.
Chris endured the ball worship for a long time until he’s reached his limit. He pulled Patty off her knees and pushed her on the bed. He dropped his cock down and dragged its full length over her body. She brought her legs up to wrap around his shaft, making a thigh-pussy, for him to fuck. His thrusts were hard and urgent.
“Ungh, fuck! God, fuck me!” She moaned as Chris grunted along with his thrusts. Every inch of his cock mass grinding along the muscle bimbo girlfriends body, her pussy gushed with each stroke. The warm fluid lubricating the underside of his cock and coating his balls. He gripped her hips and slammed in again and again. Patties arms coming up to link together, pushing her tits against his sawing shaft. The woman was making her entire body a fuck tool, Chris groaned as he kept thrusting through her.
“Fuck, here it comes.” The muscle stud growled. It didn’t take long, a few dozen strokes and he felt his balls tighten, the dam releasing.
“Oh yes, keep fucking me!” She yelled, he didn’t stop. Chris roared with the power of his orgasm. Patty felt the obscenely large cock stretch and fatten, distending with the volume of cum moving through it. What would it feel like inside of her? She had to know.
Chris watched three dozen two foot long streams of molasses thick ball batter cannon from his cock with such force they hit the wall with an audible thump. He groaned as he kept thrusting through the muscle bitch using her entire body to jerk him. He came so much it hurt, to any cockbuilder the good ones always hurt a little.
Patty felt him slow, his cock no less huge, actually felt a bit softer now, more of its weight resting in her as his orgasm ended. Chris was breathing hard. Patty’s head was inches away from a pool of his cum.
“Oh my god.” She said. “I didn’t know you came like that.” She couldn’t deny it was incredibly hot.
“All cockbuilders do. Your guy will get there.” He replied, catching his breath. He pulled her legs and arms apart, letting his tree trunk cock lay across her body. He pulled so his cockhead was at her lips, she eagerly began a loud and sloppy blowjob. His cock throbbed and started to regain its rigidity.
“After all that?” She asked, amazed.
“That was just the start. Let’s work on that throat.” With that he pulled her off the bed and to her knees. One hand firmly gripping his cock behind his swollen head and the other guiding her mouth to his glands. To Patty’s credit she opened her mouth as wide as she could to accept his precum leaking tip. Minutes of pushing, squeezing, and mashing her face against him they managed to get his cockhead past her lips. Just his tip filled her mouth, Patty gave him a determined look and pushed her head forward a few inches making herself gag with his sheer size.
“Fuck.” She spat once she pulled her mouth off his appendage. “Help me stud, make me swallow at least half this fucking thing.” She sounded like she was giving him orders, he almost laughed. Chris brought both hand to her head, she managed to fill her mouth with his cockhead again, Chris pulled and thrust at the same time.
Spit, slobber, and precum exploded from her mouth as Chris fucked Patty’s face. She asked for this, no, she ordered he help her take his meat. His thrusts went faster and harder, her moans more primal, no longer words but feelings, expressions of some primal lust, pure sounds of lust, feelings of need and hunger.
Her eyes watered with the effort, Chris thrust forward and pulled her head back. Slowly inches disappeared down her throat. She coughed and spat when he pulled out to let her breath, then she threw her head back on ready for more. Spit and slobber poured down her front, thick dollops of drool mixed with his precum dropped from her chin to her tits, the fuck fluid ooze pulled by gravity to her knees and pooling on the floor.
Gluck, gluck, gluck, glumph, glumph, glumph. Again and again, four inches became five, six, seven, she had to stop before eight after struggling to much with his girth but that didn’t stop her, this woman was determined to take his arm length and arm thick dick. She even made Chris promise to force more down her gullet no matter what.
She strained against his incredible size. Honoring his promise Chris put more force into each thrust, shoving his man meat into her mouth with increasing ferocity. His hands wrapped around her neck, partially to hold her in place and partially to secure her head so it didn’t ragdoll from his pistoning hips.
“What kind of cunt are you if you can’t take a cock this small.” He growled, every word a vicious slam of his hips against her jam packed throat. He was using his pent up frustration from the day long tease that was the competition, he’d cum about half dozen times today, including the orgasm he just had with Patty, but he needed to feel the hot heat inside a woman, he needed to fuck a sluts needy holes. He slowed when her body started shaking, a moaning around his shaft as another orgasm took over.
Chris kept his slow strokes until he felt Patty slap him. She hated that he was going easy. The look in her eyes was anger mixed with overwhelming lust. “If that’s how you want it… take it bitch.” He reared back, leaving just cockhead pressed against her lips, and threw his entire body weight into her in one powerful thrust. She screamed around the cock stuffing her mouth and throat. Whatever needed to happen, happened. Inches eight through twelve found a home in her throat. Now they were getting somewhere.