Jet could get used to this, He stood in the lounge area in the middle of the crew bunks, cock rock hard, with a pair of bimbo bodied beauties on their knees with his cock sawing between their luscious lips. The ladies were kissing voraciously, lips pursed and tongues playing, his cock was just in the way of their sloppy makeout session. Each had one hand gripping his cock tight and jerking him off while they fingered each other, at first arguing over who was getting time with Jets popular tree trunk sized fuck stick first, it didn’t take much effort for him to convince the ladies he had enough cock for both of them.
“God he’s so fucking big.” The red headed Liza moaned.
“Tell me about it. It’s so hard.” Carla sighed, spitting a glob of bubbly saliva across his shaft which Liza eagerly and loudly slurped up. “Fucking nasty slut.” The woman giggled. She gasped as Jet grabbed her hair and yanked her head to face up at his. He leaned over and spit into her mouth making her moan.
“Not just her.” He chuckled. “You’re a pair of nasty whores needing to be treated like what you are.”
“Mmm god yes.” Carla gazed up at him grinning, playing with his saliva, spreading it along her lips. Jet pulled Liza over his dominant dick and his bimbo lovers immediately made out. He held their faces together and moaned into each other while jerking him off.
“You sluts can do more for this cock.” He growled and pulled the girls apart then shoved them into his huge balls. Each super slut eager took a monster cum canister and went to work. They kissed and licked, lapped and bit, spitting all over his nuts and all over each other. Jets hands let them go, one hanging at his side and the other moving to jerk himself off. “That’s it ladies.” He encouraged. “Feel how full those ball are?”
“Oh god yes.” Answered one.
“Fuck yes.” Added the other.
He stood there beating off as Carla and Liza made a meal of his abundant testes. He’d had multiple women worshiping his balls before but these two sent a chill up his spine, they ate his balls like they were starving, desperate for the thick masculine gruel within. All around them other members of the crew went about their business, some linking into their own pairs, others leaving for other parts of the ship, a handful slipped hands between their legs to masterbate to the show the trio were putting on.
A second chill ran up Jets spine and he decided he needed to fuck. Carla was first, the mega titted minx with a cocky grin on her slobber covered face. “Yeah baby fuck me.” She moaned as Jet bent her over the couch. She growled as his cockhead split her soaked lips wide and his inches started disappearing.
“You’re fucking tight bitch.” He growled as he pushed harder, fighting her un-stretched hole for every half inch of ground.
“Fuck! You’re too fucking big!” She howled throwing back her head. “Don’t fucking stop baby!”
“Yeah, give it to the bitch.” Liza cackled beside them, a sadistic grin on her face as she watched Carla struggling with Jets size. Jet wasn’t having it, his hand shot out and pulled her beneath Carla’s stretching pussy. She immediately went to work, eating her crewmates womanhood as it stretched around Jets too thick dick. Carla moaned and screamed as Jet pushed deeper, his tremendous fuck trunk claiming more of her womanhood. Her pussy clamped down on the invading appendage as she came hard, the sheer size of his tool too much for her body right away.
“Nnnn, keep going you hung bastard.” She growled when she felt him slowing to a stop. She was determined to take his dick without him giving her a moment to rest. “Make me fucking take it.” She demanded with a husky animal groan. From below Liza chuckled and slurped like her life depended on it. Jet grabbed her his with both hands, fingers digging deep into her flesh. He pulled back, further and further, inch by thick inch leaving Carla empty.
“So take it you slut.” He declared and threw his body forward hips first. His marble column cum cannon drilled deep, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, almost two feet of hard cock, thicker than anything she’d taken before, powered its way into her, mashing or pushing away anything and everything it its way. The bitchbreaking battering ram wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop, its momentum was too great, Jets cock drove into her tightest and most sensitive parts, her stomach distended trying to accommodate the studly invader.
“Ahhhh, fuck! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck fuck… fucking shit your fucking huge!” Carla cried, as she howled her pained pleasure Liza was just feeling the imparted of Jets heavy balls.
Ow.” She grumbled as the pair of very full, low hanging, and hard swinging cantaloupe sized nuts violently came for her head as their owner pistoned into the bimbo above. To dodge the wrecking ball balls swinging for her head the ships security guard grabbed the swollen orbs and squeezed, her hands making Jet jolt from the suddenly painful sensation but not stopping his hard working hips. He slammed forward and swept a leg around to shove Liza between his brawny body, now he had plenty of room to move without painfully tugging his sack with every thrust. He gave Carla one hard thrust burying his cock in her shaking and orgasming form. “BigbigbigbigbigbigbinnnnnnnnFUCK!” She screamed.
His big hands let go of Carla’s hips and clamped down on Liza’s head. Liza found her face mashed into Jets bloated cum orbs. The slut didn’t hesitate, a blink her hands were up grabbing, squeezing, kneading, mauling the hefty nuts while she mouthed, licked, kissed, spit at, and bit one nut at a time before moving on to its partner, holding his balls still as he kept thrusting hard above her, so she could generously apply the rough and messy treatment.
Jets hands returned to the moaning Carla’s hips, the trio stayed like that until Jet growled with his need to cum. Liza couldn’t hear him but she could feel and almost see the roiling in balls. Carla was screaming through yet another orgasm, Jet was going to warn her but Liza, face and torso covered in an excessive amount of spit, his precum, and Carla’s juices. Her grin said it all, ‘don’t warn her’, his hips slammed forward, his balls crashed into her thick thighs, the power of his thrusts shoved her body forward against the thick, bolted in furniture.
“Here it comes.” Jet roared. His thrusts slowed, his balls pulled hard, forcing the thick male sludge through his cock, his shaft distended to allow the body filling flood through, Jet growled, the pleasure intensifying to a point where he almost couldn’t take it. He’d kept thrusting, slow, long strokes, milking his cock on this tight orgasming pussy. Beside him Liza moved. She grabbed his cock at the base, making him stop mid stroke, then used both bands to jerk him off as he stood there and let her.
“Oh my god!” Carla cried as the first cannon blasts of cum punched into her stretched and stimulated insides. OH…MY…GOOOOOOOOOD!!! She howled feeling the increased power in each womb filling shot.
“Yeah baby, fill er up.” Liza cheered jerking him off harder and faster, enjoying her bimbo companion being overwhelmed by the studs massive dick and, with her energetic assistance, his violently emptying balls. Jet pulled her close, one of his hands tangled in her hair, and their lips met ferociously. She moaned and laughed into his mouth, he groaned and grunted into hers as she beat him off into their bent over crewmates body.
Thick hot spunk filled Carla’s cavernous pussy, taking up every inch of free space until nothing was left and still Jet kept cumming. Pressure built until the fertile man nectar oozed out in a ring around his innard reorganizing cum cannon. The virile paste dropping onto the furniture and floor with thick heavy “plops” and “splats”. Liza kept milking him long after his orgasm ended, overwhelmed with the painful pleasure of her continued cock beating, Jet yanked her away. She fought it but he was stronger by far, and this was for fun, if it came to a serious test of strength Liza wouldn’t have been so nice.
“You done already motherfucker?” The madwoman asked, her grin like some wild predatory animal staring at her first real feast in a long time. He swore she was salivating, but he was still hard.
“Not yet.” He growled, he pulled his partially sleeved cock from Carla, the woman slumping in the seat to recover for a moment, and pulled Liza in close. He shoved her head downward hard, forcing his cockhead into her mouth and locking his arms in place . With Liza’s head stuck, Jet started thrusting upward hard and fast. He shoved inches into her mouth, then into her throat, she coughed and gagged at the girth of his pumping member as the progress of his oral assault started to be measured in feet. He slammed up into her gullet, pushing up and in as far as her throat would allow and holding it there. One and fell to jerk himself into her mouth. “I’m still hard you fucking slut.” He growled. He pulled her off his cock, took his shaft in one saliva coated hand, and smacked her in the face again and again.
“Fuck yeah baby.” She spat the words between cock blows. “Hit me with it.” She moaned. “Beat me with that fucking cock.” Jets baseball bat dick delivered a dozen mighty blows to the security officers grinning face. A feminine hand appeared and took hold of the falling fertile beat stick as best it could, the hand took over cock punishing duties.
“I’ve got this stud.” Carla had recovered and encourage Jet to relax, she applied his lamp post man pole like she’d done this to Liza before. She leaned up and their lips met fiercely. “Just enjoy watching me beat this slut with your huge fucking cock.”
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“Oh god yesss!” The busty blonde tart screamed as her body shook with another powerful orgasm. Luke wasn’t counting, he never did, but she had to be well into three dozen by now. His dark skinned muscular bulk glistened with sweat, he’d been exerting himself more then usual with this slut. The platinum blonde haired brand new cargo handlers body bounced every time he rammed his hard twenty six inch super thick cock into the core of her body like he was trying to break her.
She was a knockout if he’d ever seen one, her angelic face was twisted in overwhelming pleasure, her features covered under a thick layer of his cum, her eyes rolled back as Luke’s merciless thrusting forced her orgasm to go on and on. Her slender shoulders were bare, her right arm wrapped in a thorny vine tattoo from bicep to wrist, the left held a pair of roses on her upper arm. Her tits were as big as the captains mountainous mammaries, just as round and firm, the copious amount of his first load that didn’t paint her face had almost completely covered her massive chest spheres.
Her fit stomach bulged as his cock aggressively stretched her out. Her wide hips were decorated with prints from his hands when he drilled her still reddened pussy and emptied his second load of this session. That thick ball batter was leaking from her puffy lower lips, his heavy balls battering her pussy and thighs causing the fertile cream to splatter all over her legs and fat firm bubble ass. “You love this dick don’t you bitch.” He growled through gritted teeth. He had one hand yanking hard on her hair, the other held her arms behind her back.
“Yes…I love it, I loooove it! Fuck my ass you monster cocked mother fucker! Make it hurt! Ruin meeeee!” He reared back and slammed all twenty six inches into her ass to the hilt her screams reached a higher pitch. He yanked her left and right, ragdolling her around the cargo bays observation room. He knew she could take it. He knew the blonde loved it this way, she was a rough slut just like her mother.
In the captains quarters Lisa Wilde heard it all, the growls of her lover and second in command and the screams of her only daughter as she came again and again on his huge and hard cock. She found herself in love with the man. He was huge, strong, rough, and aggressive. He knew how to fuck her better than almost anyone. He could make her cum just from listening to him fuck other women. It wasn’t the first time she’d heard her daughter fucking, lord knew she’d been doing it non stop since her second puberty but there was something different about her screams as Luke was fucking her. Like she was submitting to him, and he was truly enjoying fucking the little tramp. That awoke a ruthless and competitive side or Lisa.
She found herself panting with lust for her lover, her slut of a daughter wasn’t going to give him more pleasure. Lisa knew she was the better lover, his favorite whore, he came harder in her, her holes were tighter then anyone else’s. She caught herself, that’s what he didn’t to her. She knew for a fact how he toyed with her, he’d fucked her body earlier and know he was fucking her mind. He could have her daughter for now, he’d be back, his cock would still be hard and his balls would still be full. Lisa sighed, for the nineteenth time since she’d met the man, Lisa was considering leaving her husband for him.