Knotted Penis の小説・ストーリー

finished. Once his dick Destroyed my opening and rushed Inside me He started to swell. So there wasnt much thrusting going out in any way. He rushed inside and swell in 2 seconds. His knot went full Tennis ball and His dick gained at least another 5 cm . Or at least thats how it felt. I could feel his tip reaching the end of my insides and pocking painfully against my guts. While His knot was so hard and Stretching that my hole was under maximum tension it was like in school when your Friends help you Stretching after sport but only want to cause you pain in your legs. So this is the undisputed truth about it. Its fucking painfull. And this is going on for at least a minute or even two. But

He unbuckled his belt and dragged down his pants. My eyes widened when I saw his huge cock sprung up. I don’t think I could withstand him fucking me tonight. He was going to rip me apart if he rammed his cock into me! “Lorenzo, please let–“ “Shut up!” He warned. “Don’t ruin the mood.”

His cock springs free and I stop breathing. He's enormous. Thick as my forearm, long enough to make my stomach clench. But it's not just the size. His cock is ridged, bumps and textures running along the shaft that no human man has. And at the base, a thick swelling that looks even larger than the rest. "That's my knot." He sees where I'm looking. "When I cum inside you, it swells. Locks us together. Everyone will hear you screaming on my knot, princess. They'll know you're being bred."

“Made to take my cocks, my knot, my fucking seed.” His thrusts became harder, faster, more erratic. I could feel a change, a swelling at the base of his primary cock inside my pussy. It was getting bigger, thicker. “The knot comes,” he grunted, his voice guttural with effort. “You will take it. You will be locked to me.” I whimpered, my body straining as the bulbous knot forced its way into my already stretched pussy. The sensation was unbelievable—a final, complete claiming that locked us together.

Then something I learned in wolf anatomy class three years ago pops into my subconscious and I can’t help the whimper that falls from my lips. “Male wolf shifters have a bulge at the base of their erections that get stuck in the female shifter. It’s called knotting. You could just not get that bulge anywhere near me, right? Then you could just pull out before you come. It shouldn’t be any different from if you were human. ”

Just enough. He slammed into me one last time, bottoming out deep in my womb. And then he swelled. I felt it happen—the base of his penis expanding rapidly, turning into a hard, unforgiving sphere. The knot. "Mine!" he roared, his voice distorting into a howl. The knot popped past my cervix entrance, locking us together. It was a feeling of absolute fullness, of being sealed shut. My inner muscles clamped down on him instinctively, spasming around the bulge.

Sensing the unusual silence and intensity, Kenneth asked, “Doctor, how is it?” The doctor shook his head helplessly and answered, “Mr. Wilson, I’m afraid that we can’t fix your problem. Based on our test and results, it shows that you suffer a disorder that we call penile necrosis, which means the nerves around your penis have suffered irreversible damage. I’m so sorry.” “Could it be that your hospital is not good enough?” Christopher asked.

"I'm reading a book with Jackson. One of your collections. It's a wolf book, and it says something about omegaverse. Jackson says it's a man getting pregnant." "Yeah, it is," I said. "It means either of the genders can get pregnant through the process of...knotting, usually between an Alpha or Beta and an Omega." "Men?" Michael shrieked. Jackson was dying of laughter. "Bunny, you said men get pregnant? What's even knotting?" "It's...like a—" I stopped to gather my words. "During the mating process, the Alpha's penis swells into...like a bulb, right at the tip. That usually happens when he's inside...someone—"

His hips were jerking like an uncontrolled maniac. His free hand went to his ass as he filled his hole with three fingers. Trying hard to reach his prostate, his fingers merely scraped against it. This caused his hip to snap forward; he came, staining the briefs. “Oh, Daddy, Daddy, please!!” At the same time, his choked cry came from his throat, he also heard a clicking sound. Both dread and post-nut clarity washed his senses clean. His head fell to the side, and his breathing slowly regulated, his eyes widened…

"That's—that's not normal. That's not—people don't do this for five hours. Knots don't last this long. This is—" It's fine," I said quickly, trying to soothe the anxiety I could hear building. "It's normal. For us, at least." "How is this normal?" he demanded, his voice rising slightly. "I've never heard of anyone knotting for five hours. Most knots deflate after twenty minutes at most. This is—there's something wrong—" "There's nothing wrong," I insisted, my hand still making soothing circles on his stomach.