Guys With Huge Bulges Novels & Stories

She had always been curious about the world of p**n, and now she was finally getting her chance to explore it. Suddenly, the door swung open, and three massive men strode into the room. They were tall, muscular, and completely silent, their eyes fixed on the girls with an intense, predatory gaze. Lily's breath caught in her throat as she took in their impressive physiques. They were like something out of a fantasy, with bulging biceps and chiseled abs that strained against their tight t-shirts. The men approached the girls, their movements slow and deliberate. Lily could feel the heat radiating off their bodies as they drew closer.

As the clock struck noon, Mike and Jonathan entered the designated meeting room at the hotel. The door swung open, unveiling a group of five men. Among them, one man stood out because of his size. He had a noticeably larger build compared to the others, with a rounder physique and a bit of extra weight. Flanking him were two imposing bodyguards. Completing the group were two slender gentlemen.

I nudge my head to the side, she used the opportunity to take my lips in hers. This is the fun part about girls, you'll get to feel everything soft and good about them. The blonde girl pulled my jeans down. She gasp at my size. I'm really big, eight point two inches cock and that's why girls loves it. People will say I take steroids, someone like Edward or Ethan or Caleb. They are the the only guys who have seen this huge killer and vice versa. She grabs it, I groan slightly. She put in her mouth and not my full length could fit in. She starts to pump her mouth. I grab her hair and push her in a little harshly.

Even soft, it was massive. The outline was unmistakable: a long, thick shaft with a fat, rounded head that pressed prominently against the material. Every time he reached for a tool or adjusted his hips to get better leverage, the bulge twitched and shifted. It looked so heavy, so full. I could see the faint ridge of veins running along its length through the thin fabric. His balls pressed heavily against the seam, two large, plump shapes that made my mouth water involuntarily. *Oh my God, Gina, stop staring,* I scolded myself, but I couldn’t. Heat flooded my face and pooled between my legs.

“They weren't here to kill anyone, though they didn't seem fazed if someone got in the way of their mayhem.” “Do you remember what any of them looked like?” I asked, hoping for details that would help us. “Most of them were big, like, too big,” Beatrice said with wide eyes. “I didn’t think steroids were still popular, but these guys were juiced up on something.” Mira and I exchanged a knowing look, but said nothing.

From her side eye, trying not to get caught, she could see the faint trail of hair leading down from his navel, a detail that made her stomach flutter. She swallowed again. Jessie had told her that the ones with pretty faces have a small size, but that bulge doesn't look small at all. Besides, the men she's been with are not pretty faces, does it mean those sizes are big? She paused her thoughts abruptly as she noticed something else. The bulge us growing bigger! Wait, is he hard? Her heart skipped and her throbbing clit got intense. Just then, Bruno reached for the hem of his soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his bare torso.

I did look down and I wish I didn't. I might be naive when it came to these things but I knew that for a fact if a man is supposedly hard there should be like a bulge right there and Terren's crotch resembled a flat board and it looked like his boxers wouldn't be customized. I concluded that maybe all men were different. Some had bulges like Orian and some did not like Terren. Cool.

The crowd supported him by cheering while the three girls quiver in fear. Bruce, in his tucked-in long sleeves and a tight belt wrapped around his trousers, welcomed the three girls with open arms. The girls hesitated, but the guards pushed them towards Bruce. Here in the neighboring pack, Bruce is known as the manwh*re. I wonder if he still hasn’t got sick due to the random girls he slept with. Not to mention that they were all slaves. “How could they hug him with that big f*cking stomach,” Roman whispered. I tilt my head and quietly chuckle. Bruce is a small man, probably 4’11, with a big stomach and a continuously growing beard.

I stood up from the argument, it was so hard that I acted when the skirt was too tight! “Doc, please forgive my nephew, he’s just really naughty,” Tit said with a smile to the handsome man with the big bulge. Damn. What? Doctor? A handsome man with a big bulge?! I repeatedly stare at his bulge. The size really is! No wonder this handsome man with a big bulge is a doctor because most of the doctors in the hospital are handsome. It’s just surprising that he’s a doctor because of the size of his bulge, such a bulge for pornstar!

My eyes dropped to his trousers. I saw it. The clear bulge. He was so hard it looked like a tent had formed beneath the fabric. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down‚ freeing his cock. My eyes widened in shock at how huge it was.