Big Booty Men Sagging Novels & Stories

This was all bullshit anyway. "Let's go with…" Sloan paused and grinned. "A man with the body of Channing Tatum from Magic Mike and a smile like Zach Effron." Sloan laughed to himself at the cheesy description. "Oh, and he should have a cock that's eight inches or bigger, and he knows how to use it." Sloan held up a banana as a visual and winked. If his boss were here, he would be fired for having this conversation at work, but what the hell, the rich guy asked.

A loud scream threatened to erupt from my throat, and my body began contemplating if I could really take his dick or not but I stayed put with my legs spread and a huge older man pulling out his cock standing between them. “Look at you being all meek and gentle, you make me feel almost bad for wanting to fuck you,” Darrel grunted as he worked his belt, shoved it aside and pulled his pants. He was wearing boxer shorts and when he pulled those down too, my eyes grew wide at how big his black dick was. Hell, I’d never seen anything this size all my life. And when I saw them in the videos I watched, I’d thought that they were fake and there was no way anyone in this god created world would be wa

It was bigger than her waist, bigger than her head when she tried to tilt it back, and the skin across it had turned into a shiny map of stretch marks silver on the top, faint pink still showing where the marks were fresh. Her breasts had ballooned into two enormous, veiny balloons that hung heavy and full, constantly leaking thin, watery colostrum that soaked through every bra and shirt she owned. The plugs in her pussy and ass were no longer optional; they were just part of her wardrobe, thick black silicone that never came out anymore unless one of the men decided to take them out for fun. The sex had gotten messier, more desperate, and sometimes a little clumsier because of how big she w

Lilac* Why did I run away? The sad look on the man's face made me feel so bad, perhaps the goddess sent me here to help these people. But how? Someone barge into the room and we all look at him with fear in our heart, he was a huge man with no hair on his big fat head. He had muscles so abnormally huge, and I wondered if he was on steroid. My eyes stray to his crotch and I internally scoffed, there was no noticeable bulge what so ever. It was flat just like me.

SLAM He tugged on the waist band if his sweat pants and pulled it down the second I say the word; please. My eyes bulged like I was seeing him in all his thick, long and veiny glory. It was a sight to behold as he bobbed up and down, the tip shining with pre cum. “It’s not going to fit.” I say in realization. He was too thick, too long, too big. If I was to take everything in me, I’m certain I would split in two.

“I’m so empty now. Please…” Dom straightened up, his eyes dark with raw hunger. “Empty? Not for long, little athlete. You wanted deeper? You’re about to get stretched way beyond fingers.” He hooked his thumbs into his gray sweatpants and shoved them down in one smooth motion. His massive cock sprang free, thick and veiny, slapping heavily against my oiled stomach with a meaty sound. It was huge easily nine inches, girthy, with a fat purple head already leaking precum. At forty-five, he was bigger and harder than any boy I’d ever seen.