BxB MxB MxM smut oneshots

Bee king part 35

You pull back your hips, causing your cock to drag his insides. His hole stretches and desperately clings to your massive cock. Once a solid ten inches are dragged out, you slam back in. Hunter shudders, his teeth grit and moaning lewdly, "It's *huff* punching my *huff* diaphragm".

You smirk and leverage yourself by wrapping your arms around his muscular waist, "Get ready, big boy."

You begin piston fucking into him. Like a rabbit in heat your hips swing into the hair before crashing back down. Again and again. Your balls slap against his own, PLAP PLAP PLAP. The man beneath you goes cross eyed and sees stars. His tongue lolls out of his mouth, drool soaks his chin. It drips onto the dazed farmer underneath him. His walls cling to your cock as it batters his insides repeatedly. The pleasure makes your head feel fuzzy. You can only focus on thrusting and breeding. Orgasm approaches as your balls churn.

His arms buckle and he loses his grip. With no support, he falls fully atop the farmer. Pecs fully engulf the cumdrunk farmer twunk below him. Hunter's cheeks balloon as a turrent of liquid swells from his throat. A thick viscose of honey and cum waterfall out of his mouth onto the twunk below him. Twin jets of cum spurt out from his nostrils, flying far. Your hips continue to madly thrust into his muscular globular ass. A ceaseless rhythm at a neckbreak speed as liters of cum and honey continue to fill this man's cunt. He's yours now. A fucking whore to breed as many sluts as you bring him. Your champion. Sweat coats the both of you, it beads down your forehead as you relentlessly keep thrusting. Your body is in automatic, running on pure instinct to breed this manut into the ground. Every thrust has Hunter's distended cumbelly grinding against the farmer's distended cum stomach. The two bellies sloshing around. Suddenly, your cock reaches a size you didn't think possible. Its absolute largest as it barrels up Hunter's digestive track, rearranging organs as it prods into his stomach. The final ultimate blast of cum churns ib your balls as they sag and lift. The load surges through your urethra and in a violent show rockets direct up his esophagus so hard it paints the ceiling of the barn.

Finally, you've stopped thrusting. Pelvis now firmly planted balls deep against the ruined sphincter. It's puffy and obscenely stretched around your monstrous girth. You try to move, but you're firmly grounded inside the hunter. Mustering all your strength with the leverage of your massive cock, you manage to tug his muscular body off of the twunk. The man's body falls straight into the msssive puddle of cum and honey with a loud splash. You're still lodged ribcage deep inside Hunter. This whole thing was taxing even on a monarch like yourself. You lean down, resting your head on the plumo yet soft latissimus dorsi muscles on his back. So spent and so sleepy. Your eyelids get heavy. Closing them as you soak in this feeling. This was a milestone. The first breeder and the first breeding. You feel Hunter's body expand with each shallow breath. His steady heartbeat is a melodic lullaby. His body is obscenely covered in cum, honey, and sweat, but it's an afterglow you bask in. Even his fucked stupor, the mighty hunter sighs happily. Cum leaking from his smiling mouth. You rest for now, soundly in the afterglow bliss.

A couple hours pass and your body has calmed itself from the frenzy of the breeding. Your cock shrinks, slopping out of Hunter's hole loudly SHHHLLLKK. Honey and cum drool from the gaping asshole. You stretch your neck and shake your arms. No time to waste. You look over to see the bulging impregnated stomach of the twunk farmer. It's time to put him into the honeycomb.