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Ben 10: Omniharem
By : Praetor
Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Omniverse
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Ben was very rudely awaken from his deep and pleasant sleep by the sun when its morning rays shone through his wide open windows into his face. He sat up and rubbed his eyes to get the film of sleep out as he regretted getting the luxury flat facing the East of the city. He then stretched and yawned, wondering about what he was going to do with his lazy Saturday. Then memories of the previous night came flooding back to him.
'What have we done...' he groaned as his eyes shot open
He was sitting naked and alone in his bed that still had the covers thrown around. He knew it wasn't a dream because his limp dick was coated with dried and sticky sex residue. He got up and pulled on a set of briefs, stuffing his rolled up cock into the tight clothes to constrain them and then adding cargo pants and a t shirt like usual from his drawer of cargo pants and t shirts.
He stepped out into his flat and saw that the place had been tidied a little, with trash from the last night and previous week taken out. There was some piano music playing softly from the kitchen providing some ambiance and when he turned the corner, he saw Gwen.
She was wearing one of his authentic Japanese kimonos he used as a bathrobe, a silk garment painted in cherry blossom patterns of white and pink over a blue sky tied with a sash. Except on her, the front ballooned out like racing blimps that halfway parted the flaps of the robe and the wagon she was dragging was lifting the hem up her thighs. Her long red hair was undone, falling around her shoulders and head in a loose shamble. She had clearly showered since there was no residue of their escapade on her he could see and her hair was still clinging to itself in slick locks. She looked up at him and smiled.
'Good morning sleepy head.' she said as if nothing was the matter and they didn't just have hard, nasty incestuous sex and loved it
'Morning Gwen.' he replied
She grabbed two bowls of cereal she had apparently just prepared and walked by him to the sitting area. When she passed him, she stood on her toes and gave him a peck on the cheek. He looked hypnotized as he feasted his eyes on the wiggling of her bubble butt under his robe as she walked with an exaggerated hip flair. He realized how hungry he was at that point and followed her.
They sat down around the table on the couch and she said 'So I finally found something here other than Raman I could stomach.'
He figured she meant the cereal he also stocked in abundance. He took a spoonful of cinnamon toast crunch and ate, savoring the sweet and crunchy taste of cinnamon powder over tasty crispiness and noticed how sweet and succulent the milk was. Then his eyes darted towards Gwen when he remembered he never got milk because he would go so long without using it that'd it expire and turn to yogurt. As such, he usually ate the cereal dry.
She smirked knowingly as he asked 'Gwen, where did you get fresh milk?'
She ate another spoonful and simply said 'Hand squeezed.'
He swallowed what was in his mouth and said 'Oh come on Gwen, that's not right.'
'What?' she said as she had another spoon 'it's good, clean, and natural milk.'
He slapped the spoon out of her hand and said 'No, you know I wanted to squeeze them myself.'
She slid a hand down her front to separate the flaps, her bulging boobs spreading the front of his robe.
'Really? I thought you wanted to drink straight from the tap.' She laughed
He closed in for another quick kiss before burying his face in her chest. She fell back into reclining along the couch as he went over her and pulled open his robe. The great white tits were as large and inviting as before and he closed his lips around her left nipple.
He closed his eyes and started suckling like a kid on his thumb. After a few dry heaves, warm, creamy milk started filling his mouth. She cradled his head as he groped her other teta with his off hand, supporting the mass of tit meat in his mouth with the other. He sucked until he mouth was full to overflowing and then gulped down, drinking deeply as she cooed and stroked his hair.
‘There’s a good boy, drink from my breasts. They get so full and even start to hurt after a while.’
He said nothing and just did as he was doing when the doorbell rang. His eyes shot open and she turned her head.
‘Maybe if we stay silent-‘
The doorbell rang again. Reluctantly, he spat the tit out and swallowed what was in his mouth ‘Sorry Gwen, gotta get this.’
He gave her a goodbye squeeze and walked off, turning back to whisper ‘Get decent.’
He moved the bronze top from the peephole and peered through the aperture, seeing nothing but blackness. He checked the small camera on the side and that was dark too, so whoever it was had their hands on both of the looking glasses. He shrugged and opened the door, expecting an alien hit man of some sort but instead, found himself in another warm embrace.
‘Ben!’ squealed a voice
He had to suppress his surprised ‘Julie!’ as his breath probably still reeked of an inhuman stench of pepsi, pizza, milk and pussy juice that festered in there all night.
He gave a tentative hug back and they broke contact. It was indeed Julie Yamamoto. Her long, straight black hair was done up in twin pigtails that stretched down her back with loose bangs around her forehead. She had large and wide brown Anime eyes that betrayed her Japanese ancestry with their tapered ends. She wore a smile on her cute face. On her body she wore an equally cute tennis outfit, apparently still on tour.
A tight, pink jacket opened at the top for her large basketball sized tits to rest and breath inside her plunging v neck shirt. It came to an end for her pleated white skirt to take over covering her unmentionables while affording the champion tennis star maximum mobility. On her toned, athletic legs were knee high white socks and simple white Nike sports shoes, her sponsor.
‘Hey, I was back in town and decided to drop by my old friend and say hi.’ She said in a chipper tone
‘How’d you find where I lived?’ he asked dumbly
‘Uhm, you’re a big celebrity and live in a penthouse flat with your name on it and a statue in the front?’ she said
‘Right, duh.’ He said with his face turned and stepped aside, gesturing for her to come in
She stepped on through and he closed the door behind her while checking out her ass as she walked in. The generous swells of her toned and thick bum lifted her skirt dangerously high up her legs and he had to slow his breathing to keep from getting an alarming erection.
‘Oh hey Julie.’ He heard Gwen say
‘Oh wow, that is a lovely Kimono.’ She said back
Ben stepped into the living room in time to see the uber busty women in his life hug, tits fighting for space as there was none between them.
‘Thanks, it’s Ben’s. I think I wear it better though.’ She said
‘Well no wonder, it’s a traditional girls’ summer kimono.’ She giggled
Ben blushed a little and said defensively ‘Then why do they make it so gorgeous looking? Have you seen men’s kimonos, they’re so boring.’
The two broke their embrace and Julie said ‘So defensive.’
‘Well you two girls catch up,’ Ben said ‘I’m going to take a shower.’
He turned and started walking to his bathroom.
‘Do you want your kimono back?’ she asked teasingly
He almost said keep it, since it was, in fact, a girls’ kimono. But he decided to be immature again. He reached out, grabbed it by the sash and fabric around Gwen’s waist, and yanked. He heard her shriek and Julie laughed as he flung the expensive, dainty clothes over his shoulder without looking back or breaking stride.
‘Yes, I would like my bathrobe back.’ He said as he opened the door
He closed the bathroom door behind him. He had an awesome bathroom that he usually trashed but Gwen cleaned that up too. The trash was out, used safety razor heads from weeks were tossed, the towels were straightened on the rack- she even flipped the toilet paper around so the flap was facing towards the seat instead of away.
He folded over his kimono and set it on the sink. The walls were very modern art like, with uneven textures and colours, mostly blues though. The toilet and sinks were very modern though. The bathtub was a large, step in kind with sliding glass but instead of a faucet, the water poured down from overhead vents like a water fall.
He turned on the water and set it to scalding like how he liked it. As he waited for it to warm up, he began striping. He peeled off his shirt and sniffed it, deeming it good and setting it aside. He did the same with his pants. He tossed the briefs though because he really didn’t like the idea of wearing such constrictive clothes if two bodacious women like Gwen and Julie were going to be hanging around.
He stepped through and groaned as his flopping donkey dick smacked into the tub and dragged over the lip. Free falling and flaccid, his wrist thick dick hung past his knees, the plum sized head kissing the tops of his calves with each step taken. His testicals hung like tennis balls in a loose sack six inches below the base of his cock that force him to walk a little wide legged when they were loose like this.
He sighed as the water washed over him, steaming the air and the glass. It was like a mini sauna and hot tub. He let the water was the grime, sweat and sex off of him. He ran his fingers through his hair to make sure it was saturated and then went to his junk. He rinsed the long, smooth skin of his vascular organ, getting the underside between the pillar and stones and then around the stones themselves.
Once he was sure he rinsed most of it off, he lathered up with Ax body wash. He rubbed the foam over his taut, muscular body. He was naturally a skinny person but had to condition to be a plumber. Because he focused mainly on cardio to up his staying power in a fight and the aliens usually determined how strong he was, he was mostly toned and lithe muscled.
He washed over his whole body until he was sure he’d be smelling good, making sure to clean off his junk in its massive entirety. He then reached into the sealable cubby hole in the wall and pulled out his toothbrush and paste. He did all his hygiene while showering, he liked to pretend it was efficiency but he was really just lazy and probably wouldn’t do it otherwise. He scrubbed his teeth with the brush and paste until froth was running from the corners of his mouth like how Gwen’s mouth was going to later this night.
He spat out resulting gunk and rinsed his mouth out, removing the night of debauchery from his breath. Then squirt some ax hair gel into the tangled mop of brown on his head. He should let them sponsor him. He closed his eyes and began messaging his scalp and hair.
He wasn’t surprised Gwen liked it so much, and her scalp had a lot more hair weighing it down every day. As he did his hair, he felt his junk being manipulated and sighed. He’d pleasured himself often in this bathroom and thought nothing as he was stroked to full mass. Then he realized that his hands were in his hair.
He shot his eyes open in time to see hands on his funny bits and red hair in front of his elongated manhood. Then suds from his hair washing got in his eyes and he had to slam them shut and shout in pain.
‘Hush, Julie thinks I am getting dressed.’ She said as she stroked him off with long, two handed jerks
‘She doesn’t think it’s weird at all that you followed me into the shower?’ he said
‘I told her my only clothes were here, besides, we’ve seen each other naked many times before.’ She said
‘You told her that too?’ he asked as she began squeezing his balls between her fingers with one hand
‘She already knows we’re weird.’ She said
He wondered how she even snuck into the shower with him, then again he did leave the door unlocked and glass door open. She could be sneaky when she wanted to be. With the water and lather in abundance, her hands were gliding over the surface of his throbbing cock and his nuts were slipping through her fingers like stress balls. He got his eyes clear enough to see in time for a few telltale spasms and then the eruption. It was a comparatively small load since there was little teasing leading up to it, but he saw a few ropes of white man cream splurt from the open head of his dick and decorate his cousin’s face.
She was on her knees in the spacious tub before him with an open mouth, her long hair soaked and behind her head. Water ran in streams around her naked curves as it began to carry the white seaman down the features of her face and shoulders. Once it became a stream of cum, he directed it into her mouth and she took the head in between her lips. She sucked on it like he did her tits earlier, milking his cock for all it was worth with her hands.
He grunted and dropped to a seat to avoid passing out. Gwen wiped her lips and swallowed visibly.
‘Thanks. I’ll be back later.’ She said
She stood up, big tits wobbling, and stepped through the still open sliding glass. He stood up saying ‘Wait!’ before getting dizzy and falling, grabbing onto the hand rail. He watched her as she pulled on a fresh set of panties from a small Bag of Holding she had. Her tiny handbag was enchanted to fit a house worth of items in it. The small, white undergarments slid up her legs to slip over her phat ass as everything jiggled for him.
‘I’m going to see mom and dad, then hit up the mall with Emily and some old friends.’ She said matter of fact as she pulled out another large bra from the impossibly small hand bag
He stood up slowly and let the water run off what was left on him. She strapped on her industrial grade bra and shoved the tits into them. Then she put on another school girl top and skirt. As she put on her shoes and socks, Ben stepped out and dried with a towel.
He threw it back at the rack and she caught it out of the air.
‘Ben, you’re going to have to start keeping things a little more comely at home if you want continued access to these.’ She said with a shake of her chest that wobbled her tits for him
She folded it over the towel rack and stepped on out. Ben slipped on his kimono and combed his hair while waiting a bit before stepping back out as well. He didn’t want to be seen leaving so soon after Gwen.
‘You do look pretty nice in that.’ Said Julie with only a slight hint of jest
Ben looked to see her laying across his couch like she owned the place.
‘and you look pretty nice in that.’ He said with no jest at all
He sat on a different section of the couch. She had her leg bent in a way that her skirt slid up her tanned leg to show off the muscles of her limbs. He could swear her zipper had been slid down a little more.
‘Thank you.’ She said sitting up, thrusting her chest out and flinging a leg over
He resumed eating his cereal as she scooched over closer to him.
‘You know, Gwen just left.’ She said as she saw against him ‘so it’s just you and me.’
He chewed and swallowed and said ‘So what do you want to talk about?’
‘Ben, it’s been months since we last saw each other and all you want to do is talk?’ she asked, rubbing the side of her face on his shoulder suggestively
‘Well what do you want to do?’ he asked
‘There’s a lot of things I want to do,’ she said before turning her face up and planting a kiss on his cheek, then turned his head to face her with her hand ‘but right now, I want you to kiss me.’
She closed her beautiful brown eyes slightly and closed in as he complied. He closed his eyes and returned her kiss, a lovers’ kiss like what he and Gwen shared last night. He then opened his eyes again confused. Why was his ex girlfriend kissing him and shouldn’t he be bothered now that he and Gwen were an item?
He broke the kiss and looked away, saying ‘I’m sorry, but it’s not right.’
She opened her eyes and said ‘What’s not right? Now you don’t even want to kiss before marriage?’
He looked back at her and said ‘What?’
‘Don’t act brand new. You don’t want to have sex before “you’re sure” and now you won’t even kiss me? Am I that boring to you?’ she asked, sitting back with crossed arms
He had no idea what she was playing at ‘I’m sorry, how long we have been together?’
‘Years now.’ She huffed indignantly
So apparently they were still an item.
‘Maybe I should call Gwen back, you seem to really like her.’ She said
‘Woah, it’s not like that.’ He said defensively
She turned back to him and leaned in while saying ‘Then what is this?’
He felt a hand on his prick and looked to see that mention of him and Gwen had caused a tenting in his robe with her hand on it.
‘An erection, your tits hanging out did it.’ He said to save face
‘Oh, so you like my tits.’ She said, popping her chest and pushing the tanned tetas out a little
‘Oh god yes.’ He said, shoving his face down
She caught his head by the forhead and pushed it up ‘Oh, so the great Ben 10 isn’t above motorboating me?’
‘Where is this hostility coming from? I thought we were a couple?’ he said, not understand just where they sat in this new reality he woke up in
‘Yeah but you’re quite the little monk. Ben the Chaste they should call you. Which isn’t a bad thing, but we’ve been together for years and all we’ve ever done was kiss and cuddle.’ She said
That kind of made sense, he didn’t want to rush any relationship he was in and knew any woman in his life would be second to him being a hero. He was also afraid of crippling anything impaled on his fuckstaff.
‘Julie, listen. It’s not that I don’t like you. I love you in fact.’ He said
‘Then tell me,’ she said somewhat frustrated ‘what are we?’
He couldn’t resist, he just had to say ‘We, are… farmers. Dun da dun dum dun dun dun.’
She let go of his head and he fell face first into her tits.
‘You’re hopeless.’ She said as he tried to push his head into the valley made by the basketballs of her boobs
He pulled his face out of her tits and said ‘Okay, whatever I did or didn’t do, I’m sorry. Just tell me what you want and I’ll do it.’
‘I want us to cross all boundries of intimacy.’ She said with a purr in her voice and lust in her tapered brown eyes
‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked as he brought his face to hers
‘Please, that foot and a half long dong? Is that why you were abstinent? You were afraid of hurting me?’ she asked before kissing him
‘Yes, I can take it. I love you Ben, all of you.’ She said
She stood up, forcing him to stand up in front of her to keep his head over her lovely lady pillows. She then dropped back into the seat so she was eye level with his dick.
The long shaft stuck out from the folds like a semi wet spaghetti stick. She pulled apart the robes to free everything and grabbed his dick by the base. He stood over his girlfriend of apparently years as she looked up at him, her big brown eyes locked on his as she opened her cute mouth wide and started bending forward.
He sighed and shuddered as her mouth overtook his dock, the fist sized weeping head sliding over her spongy tongue to her throat. It hit the wall at the back of her mouth and she closed her lips and her eyes as if savoring his cock like it was a sucking candy. Her chipmunk cheeks caved in and she rocked her head around, running her tongue all over the top she managed to get into her mouth. She gradually withdrew as she continued to suck, the vacuum of her mouth pulling the skin back as he was pulled out.
It released with a pop and she kissed the head, then said ‘Oh Ben, I have been waiting for this for years.’
She kept her eyes on his as she went back down, this time taking him past her throat. She made gross, sexy choking sounds as his head squeezed past the tight hole of her throat. He shuddered and almost buckled at the knees as his cock head traveled past her trachea and bulged her neck visibly as it made its way into her warmer and wetter core. She couldn’t speak or breathe with such an intrusion in her mouth but didn’t care. She got half of his horse cock into her mouth when she retched and he thought she’d choke, her eyes tearing up and face turning red with exertion.
But she swallowed down his massive manhood and kept taking more in. She bobbed her head on his prick as she fed herself and soon she had her nose on his pubic bone. It was alarming and erotic to think that all 19 inches of him was imbed in his girlfriend’s mouth. Her neck was bulging outwards and stretched lips began leaking built up saliva from the corners.
He patted her on the head as if to say ‘Good job’ and began pulling his trouser snake from her mouth. The huge, hard, white vein rigged monster slid from her gullet with a long, gross slurping sound as she retched and gagged around it, messaging his cock with the vibrations of her choking. He loved it and wanted back in immediately as he was pulling out but she needed air.
Once he got it all out, she spat out the fist sized dick head and coughed, spitting a lot of built up saliva and precum onto his dick as it bobbed in front of her. As she caught her breath and color returned to her face, Ben stood in front of her and poked her face with his dick teasingly.
‘Ben, you jerk.’ She coughed while reached up with the hand she wiped her tears with to start tugging on his cock
Her hand glided over the slick surface of his cock as she turned up to face it again. She slide her cheek against it and then repeated on the other side before pointing it to her mouth again.
‘Ben, this is the most magnificent dick I have even heard of.’ She cooed before taking it back into her mouth
She chicken pecked her head on his dick, sucking it while stroking the excess from her mouth. Ben reached down and grabbed her hair by the pigtails, holding her head with them like bicycle handles. With his control over her head, he thrust his hips and her face together. Her eyes went wide as he punched the back of her recently violated throat with the fist of his wrist thick cock like Hunnic battering ram against the doors of a Roman fort.
A satisfying ‘gak’ sound was made each time he hit the throat wall and she smiled as best she could with her lips stretched around his dick. He pulled and pushed her head, twisting her face around his hot cock as he fucked her mouth like an eager pussy.
He pulled her face off of his dick and she spat, drooling the contents of her violated mouth onto the basketball sized fleshy orbs of her tanned tetas under her face. Ben let go of her blow job handles and grabbed her jacket, pulling it apart and probably breaking the zipper while exposing her tits.
‘Oh, tired of my face?’ she asked while licking her lips
‘No, I just want some of your tits now.’ He said while pulling up her shirt
‘Easy there, you’re forgetting how to get naked.’ She said as she slapped away his hands
She slid the jacket off her shoulders and then peeled the white shirt under it off her body. Under it was a simple black sports bra that buckled in the middle. He reached down and popped that off for her and the mass of her enormous orbs pushed the bra off.
He put a knee at her side and sat on her lap, setting his cock between her tits. He put his other knee on the other side and sat on her lap, balls sitting in the fabric of her skirt between her legs as his monolithic dong jutted upwards through her tits. She reached up and pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, he could still taste some of the salt from his precum on her as her tits were squeezed between them and around the top of his dick.
She pushed him back and he grabbed her shoulders for support, popping his hips and thrusting upwards between them. He began fucking her tits this way as she held her basketball sized boobs for him. His anaconda slithered through the valley of titmeat with the lube she provided when she spat out the frothy concoction made by the face fucking.
Her tits were only tanned around the top and sides where a tanktop didn’t cover during outdoor practice sessions. His engorged head popped through the top to tease her lips as she looked down at the invader bursting through the seam of her compressed tits with ever upward thrust. He reveled in the warm, soft embrace of her firm boobs.
The position was particularly tiring for him though and he had to fall to the side. He collapsed onto the couch with the silk fabric of his kimono beneath him. Julie turned with him and laid across his body. Her pendulous tits still cradled his dick and she to and fro over his body, messaging the monstrous member with the war, firm flesh of her fatastits.
He looked down lazily at the uber busty Japanese woman as she gave him a no arm hand job with her tits, mashing it around on his taut six pack abs with her fleshy woman orbs. He reached down and began fondling her tits around his dick, doubling his pleasure by adding pressure to their cradle of his cock and groping the yearning flesh between his palms and fingers.
He let go of her tits and grabbed her by the long, black pig tails again. Using them, he pulled her over him, dragging her tits over his lean muscled chest until they were face to face across the bed. He gave her another tongue wrestling kiss before breaking it and saying ‘I’m sorry I held out on you so long.’
‘I don’t care how long it took.’ She breathed between another kiss
He pulled her up and she sat over his waist, his dick lifting the pleated white skirt to reveal her blue panties underneath as it pushed up against her crotch.
‘So are you ready?’ he asked
‘I’ve been ready for years.’ She moaned as she ground herself on his dick like a stripper pole
He sat up with her still on him and flung his legs over the couch to sit up. She stayed in front of him on his lap with her bubble butt on his thighs and tits in his face. He buried his face in them as he pulled her into an embrace and laid her down on the coffee table.
‘What, we’re going to do it here?’ she asked
He really didn’t want to take her to the bed he just fucked Gwen in and hadn’t cleaned yet. Besides, he was horny now.
‘I need you right now.’ He said from between her tits, which she was very glad to hear
She scooched back off his laps onto the table as he reached up her skirt to grab the panties by the waistband. She lifted her hips as he slid the garments up her tanned, toned legs as she straightened them out in front of him. Once they were over her shoes, he threw them to the side and grabbed her legs, holding them over his shoulders as he slid off the couch onto his knees. Before she could even ask ‘What are you doing?’ he had buried is face in her pussy
She had a thin patch of short, smooth hair around the splayed lips of her engorged pussy. She shoved his tongue straight between them and wagged it around as her words were lost to sudden moans. As he lapped at her cunt, he used his thumbs to play with her clit, the swollen muscle being enticed out of its hood.
‘Oh Ben, where did you learn that?’ she asked as she bent her legs behind his head
He pulled his face out enough to say ‘Raw instinct, it's like eating sushi.’
He went back to licking the lips of her pussy and flicking the clit with his tongue. Even though it served him no purpose, he liked eating his women out. He loved to hear them moan and beg around his tongue and apparently he was pretty good at it. He also wanted them to be wet, randy and ready for the main event.
Her legs began to quiver and rouged her hips, grinding his nose in her muff as she moaned and mumbled incoherently. His swollen cock was pointing straight up and now the tip was pushing against her ass that hung over the edge of the table he kneeled before, threatening to slip between the cheeks.
He let go of her legs and the weakness of her impending orgasm let them fall as he stood between them.
‘Ready?’ he asked
‘Oh fuck yes!’ she begged, her face flushed red, eyes wide and open mouthed panting
He pulled his dick out from under her and leaned back to get it at her entrance.
‘Bonzai!’ he shouted as he shoved
Once again he was imbed in that tight, hot embrace of a vice griped cunt. His cock slid tight in, she was so wet and ready.
‘For who?’ she demanded as her back arched
‘For the Emperor, Bonzai!’ he called again as he thrust the rest of the way in
He buried himself in her, balls swinging up to slap her in the ass. She slid across the counter top a little, knocking controllers off it as she shrieked.
‘Oh yes, for the Emperor fuck me!’ she shrieked as she slammed her eyes shut in ecstasy
He pulled half of his horsey dick out and she relaxed around the retreat, only to clench up again when he drove forth.
‘Fuck yes!’ she screamed
As he picked up the pace, sliding in and out of her with a gradual increase of speed, he wondered if anyone on the floors below could hear her. She was a screamer. Not at all like Gwen, who tried to stifle her moans of pleasure.
‘Julie, you’re so tight…’ he groaned
Her love tunnel was a fair bit tighter than Gwen’s was. Maybe what she said about Kevin being big was true. Love juices squirted as he fucked her, the fabric of her white skirt dancing around their waists as her tits washed around on her chest. The basketball sized orbs of flesh maintained some of their shape as they shuck around on her torso but mainly spilled to the side onto the table, pink nipples winking at him, when she was flat. When he thrust she would bow her back and they would slid up to smother her face.
With each thrust, the grip of her cunt and legs grew tighter and he had to lean over her to keep the pressure on her joy box up. The heat of her slick cooch was overwhelming but he was doing a great job of holding back his own orgasm as he did the deed.
He fell over her, planting his hands to her side under her tits to keep the boobs consolidated on her chest, allowing them to slide up and down for his visual pleasure.
‘Oh Ben, fuck… fuck me… give me your virgin seed!’ She begged
She had no idea that he had just lost his virginity to Gwen, heck, she probably didn’t even know. No one would really suspect that super hero Ben 10, studded Plumber and intergalactic crime fighter, was a virgin up until the last night. He didn’t like to advertise it and no one really suspected it so why bring it up?
As he rocked her world with his donkey dick, the table shook beneath them and his balls flapped about wildly between his legs and slapping her ass. He bent his neck to put his face between her tits where he felt it belonged and he heard a crack.
The table broke at a leg and the wooden thing fell to splinters beneath them. They fell with it and she grunted when he hit the floor. Then screamed to the high heavens when he bottomed out in her.
‘Oh FUCK! Yes Ben, YES!’
She pulled him into an embrace as he continued fucking her as best he could at the awkward angle. He was sure he was going deaf in his right ear as she continued wailing her obscenities like a baby banshee.
He tried shifting his weight but scraped his knee on a splintered leg of the table. He reached under her arms with his and locked them behind her neck. He got to her knees as she crossed her legs over his back.
‘Hold on.’ He said as he drew back into a sitting position
‘Fuck, oh I will never let go!’ she wailed as she was pulled onto his upright dick
‘Glad to hear.’ He said as her up his cock and let gravity slam her back down
He did that a few more times, the two young adults fucking as he sat back into a kneel with her legs and arms around him. But he was ready to jack hammer and this wasn’t the way to do it. He also didn’t want to vacate the heavenly heat of her cunt.
So he propped up a leg and lifted her onto that, huffing as he heaved her up with him into a standing position.
‘Oh yees, fuck Ben, you’re so strong…’ she moaned into his ear as she stroked his hair
He stood and lifted her up, dropping her back on his horse cock as she clamped her legs around him and held on for dear life. He stepped over the broken table and walked around the couch. Every step lifted the woman slightly and dropped her on the next, the mere action of walking forcing her to fuck the beastly cock imbed in her.
His flowing blue, pink and red kimono billowed behind him as he walked with his bitch front loaded. As she rocked on his cock with every step she shrieked an obscenity, her curse words of pleasure counting a cadence for his steps like a drum major.
‘Oh-Fuck-Shit-yes-Fuck!’ she squeeled in rhythm to the beat of his steps
She wasn’t heavy but every step seemed to make her slit hotter and wetter, clenching his cock like a boa constrictor with and forcing him to feel more pleasure than he could stand. His was weak kneed with bliss as he got closer to the counter top by the kitchen.
Once he was close enough, he let go of her with his left arm and grabbed her leg, guiding her into dropping it. Once it fell, he used his grip on her body and back to twist her around on his dick like a socket wrench. He let go of her with that arm to and caught her right leg, hauling that over his shoulder. She caught her fall with her left foot and stood split legged before him, catching herself on the counter top with her hand.
‘Oh, are we back in gymnastics?’ she asked
‘Sorry, out of lateral surfaces to lay you over.’ He said as he fucked her that way
She drove into her sideways as she stood awkwardly in a side split, one pendulous boob hanging down and the other on top of it as they sloshed around to the shaking of her body.
She put her non-supporting hand around his neck and pulled herself up to him, demonstrating amazing flexibility and balance as she supported herself sideways in a split while getting fucked, and they exchanged a kiss.
Once their heated breaths were swapped, he pushed her leg in front of him and it fell across his body to the other side as she twisted around in front of him.
They were now back to back and she bent over the counter. He stepped to the side to reposition himself directly behind her and resumed his thrusting.
She arced her back and picked up the wordless, high pitched shrieks as he fucked her like a bitch in the manner of dogs over the counter top. He grabbed her by the hips as she bent further before him to give the massive horse cock in her a better angle for penetrating her core. She spread her legs a little and bent her knees to absorb the recoil as he humped her from behind.
A slapping sound accompanied her shrieks as his hips bounced off the fat cheeks of her white, untanned ass. The above decent bubble butt slapped and rippled against him and herself as he pounded her hard. His balls dangled and danced between his legs, flinging up and slapping her clit with each up thrust. The curtain of her white skirt danced around their coupled body parts like a veil tease show with every movement of their bodies.
Julie pulled herself closer to the counter and folded her arms under her head as she rested on it. She could barely stand and now she was bent over the counter getting fucked like a hentai chick. Her boobs swung around beneath her like two chandeliers in an earthquake, rocking as her whole body shook around her massive invader.
‘Oh Ben, Ben… I can’t take it anymore… I’m… I’m… GaaaAAAAAAAAH!’
She broke into an ear piercing screech as her whole body locked, arcing her back and extending her legs as he bottomed out in her. The heat of her pussy intensifying as well as its grip on his dick.
As she began shaking and shuddering, her body run over by orgasmic pleasure wave like a tsunami, he too came. He felt his balls retract and the numbness of his cock set in. He felt the heated spooge shoot up the under pipe of his urethra and pour into her cunt.
As his man juice filled her up, he slowed down and began savoring the sensation of their combined sexes at their tightest and exchanging love fluids. She began leaking. Pussy juice was shooting out of her from the gap between their sexes and he saw streams of milk trickling to the ground beneath her.
‘Fuck, Ben… Ugh, I'm sooo fuuull... ugh, take it out! For the Emperor…’ she groaned
He stepped back, withdrawing his cock as it was still shooting the meat of its load. Once it withdrew completely, the built up cocktail of sperm and pussy juice spurt out and a steady stream of cum was shooting from her cunt.
‘No way, you’re a squirted?’ he said incredulously
He was told they didn’t exist. Yet here she was cumming like a man out her cooch. Her legs gave way immediately and she collapsed into a quivering mass of orgasming jelly. Now that he could see her entirely, she was indeed lactating. Milk squirted from her breasts in small streams into a puddle that formed beneath her womanly breasts.
Ben’s cock was also still shooting and he aimed a few bursts at the woman on the floor, white ropes of cum landing on her face, breasts and thighs. She looked up at him but could form no words as her eyes were glazed over with pleasure and her tongue hung out of her open and panting mouth.
Ben got to his knees in front of her as she sat up against the wall of the counter. He then scooted up and over her, reaching down to lift a tit up so he could get his lips around the nipple and start suckling. With his other hand, he reached between her legs and started fiddling with her distended clit like a DJ scratching records.
She didn’t even have the energy to screech anymore, just moan and whimper as he fiddled her clit, coaxing even more girl cum to ejaculate from in an arcing stream while filling his mouth with some of her breast milk that was a bit tangier than Gwen’s but no less delicious.
Soon enough they both came down from their climactic highs and the sex rush wore off. So he pulled her out of the puddle of sex juices and they laid on the carpeted ground together, neither having the strength in their legs to stand back up. He took off the silk kimono and draped it over them like a blanket as they waited to recover.
She had her eyes closed and was breathing softly, apparently asleep as her body ran out of pent up juices to dispense. He gently turned her face to his so he could admire her cute face when it was knocked out with pleasure. He put a little kiss on her lips and then retreated under the makeshift cover of his robe and took a fleshy milk jug in his hands.
As he began sucking the nipples and drinking, he felt her move and pull him into an embrace so he could suck her tits easier. He closed his eyes and drank as the minutes ticked away and they lost track of time.
‘You do look cute under that kimono.’ He heard her giggle

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