Not Just Good Samaritans, But Great Samaritans!

Unending BE - episode 205916

"We've been watching you," the tall leggy nude lovely sighed, her eyes, smile, and tone unmistakably superhorny. Jim was in awe of how her bulging beautiful basktballs of bazoom gently bobbed and lurched and swayed as if they were helium balloons. They were so high and round and firm, with big outthrust nipples. Jim eventually bothered to notice her face again, framed by tumbling black curls. "I'm Stacey," she said. "Let me introduce you to my friends!" She stood aside, to reveal two more nudes stepping out of the steam, and Jim was further stupefied. If Stacey had basketballs, then these two had watermelons, and state fair prize-winning watermelons at that. There were each practically as much a walking bosom as he was a living breather cock. "I'm Macey!" said one. "I'm Lacey!" said the other. With their fingers they gently raked their long soft blonde hair. "We noticed your ... PROBLEM!" said Stacey, grinning directly at Jim's monolithic erection. "It seems such a shame for you to have to handle all that all by yourself; oh, please, let us HELP you!" And before Jim could make his mouth work to say so much as one vowel, Stacey gleefully bounced over to him, clasping his column in her warm tight cleavage and immediately sucking at his glans with obscenely loud and yummy noises. Macey and Lacey stood close by, staring, smiling, giving little groans of frustrated anticipation. "It's BIG," whispered Macey. "Oh, yeah, it's BIG," Lacey happily agreed. Jim went wild as Macey and Lacey relentlessly kept up their soft and quiet conversation about how awesomely gigantic his penis was; he could feel a new load building up inside his balls. He suddenly realized that at some point he had backed up against a soft wall and slid down, because Stace broke free and immediately tried to straddle him, thrusting her perky pumpkins right in his face as she did so. "Oh, you poor guy, let me HELP you!" she exclaimed as she poised her sopping wet pubic hair directly over his massive knob. It was utterly impossible, and yet she got him inside her, then kept on getting inch after inch of him deeper in. Jim could actually feel her internal organs shifting to make way for his massive maleness, and when she said "I can feel you up to my throat!" he considered the relative size of his cock and her body and worried that she was not exaggerating in the slightest. "Oh, you poor guy, to be forced to satisfy so ... so GODLIKE a PENIS!" Stacey breathed, her bulging eyes glazed over as she spoke as if in a trance. "Oh, take me, use me, FUCK ME!" She got started with a good gallop on top of him, and if her arms were straining she refused to admit it. Her tongue hung out and her head and eyes rolled crazily, and then the orgasms came, big, shrieking explosions worthy of an exorcist or two. "MUST! FUCK! GIANT! PENIS!" she roared and chanted, over and over and over, as the brutally immense climaxes kept washing over her. At last she let out a piercing scream, then slumped unconscious. "Oh, no!" gushed Macey. "Oh, no, your penis is STILL HARD!" Macey and Lacey unceremoniously yanked their friend off Jim and dumped her aside, whereupon Macey immediately sank Jim's whole length inside her in seconds, her watermelon whoppers landing fully on Jim's face, blocking his vision and damn near suffocating him. "Shoot your sperm, shoot it, shoot it!" Macey insisted. "Shoot it inside me! AAAUUUGHHH!" Then she too became possessed by one yowling volcanic orgasm right after another. Jim began to actually worry how many climaxes she could have, because it was a continuous struggle to keep adjusting his face beneath her endless heavy meaty breasts so that his mouth or even his nose could catch a breath of two before getting swallowed up again in so much warm juicy cleavage. "MUST! SHOOT! SPERM!" Macey screamed like a maniac, refusing to let merely a few dozen orgasms slow her down, but finally she shrieked her last and she too slumped into unconsciousness. Almost instantly, Macey was replaced by Lacey, and Lacey's juggernaut juggs were, if anything, even more insanely massive. Jim could bare concentrate on all the below-waist action, because he had to use his muscled arms to constantly pry those gazongas apart and gasp for air before getting submerged by them again. Lacey had so much TIT! Almost in a kind of spiteful anger, he began to grab and grope and lick and suck, and he could tell that, as full of cock as she was, his tit action was driving her crazier still. "OH!" she yelled. "OH ... whoever you are, whatever your name is ... I LOVE YOU, YOU'RE A REAL MAN, you're just SO INCREDIBLY BIG and HUGE, so BIG, so BIIIG!" he was tempted to return the compliment, to her breasts, but was somehow just too busy to bother. He had to give Lacey credit for being a kind of poet, either that or a psychotic, as she screamed "You are the CONQUEROR OF ALL WOMEN! Your penis is a PAGAN GOD! It is the INVINCIBLE MASTER that every woman secretly dreams of being ENSLAVED by!" It was hokey stuff, yet Jim had to admit, it was stroking his ego just as surely as her instantly twentyfold vagina was rippling against his cock, massaging it, suctioning it greedily. She praised and fucked, praised and fucked, until Jim could not help himself any longer. His cannon of cock blasted into her, and his thick gluey semen immediately came gushing and squirting back out of her. At last she drew back from his head, lifting away her planets of plush pillow, and at the sight of a solid sheet of white manseed spreading back up over his chest beneath her, her eyes got extra round, astounded by this ultimate proof of just how much male essence Jim embodied. "SO MUCH! SO MUCH!" she exclaimed in simultaneous horror and ecstasy, and at that moment a switch seemd to turn Off inside her, and she too blacked out. Jim sighed, relieved to have had a climax himself after so much commotion, and freed his messy self from the impossibly deep reaches of Lacey's vagina. He stepped into the steam and found a handy hot shower already going, with soap and a towel, so he cleaned up and then dried himself off. He stepped back into the room, admiring the three titsy titanesses as they slumbered on the soft floor, and idly began to wonder about what adventures they might have together, with them as his domesticated pets. "LOOK, SISTERS!" a beautiful but overmagnified voice suddenly boomed from nowhere and everywhere. "THE LONG AWAITED ONE HAS ARRIVED!" Jim noticed a flad that suggested a window shade, so he tugged at it, and it snapped up. There before him was a window on a great formless world, in which all that he could make outwas that he was up on a second floor, looking down at a great crowd of naked women. The crowd stretched on and on to all directions, their had to be hundreds of them --- all angelically lovely, all smirking or sneering most devilishly, all naked, and all with insane boisterous behemoth bazooms that made even Macey and Lacey seem undernourished. Their apparent leader seemed to be a close relation to Stacey, who pointed at Jim and declared with a wicked grin "LOOK, AT LAST --- A REAL MAN!" Jim gulped, to realize that the window showed off his colossus of cock, and that every eye in that sea of women was fastened upon it. He heard them gasp and sigh and moan, and was automatically very afraid. Surely he would starve to death, or suffocate to death, or get ripped to pieces if such a mob were to be loosed upon him. "Listen," he said to the crowd, "if we could all just be civilized and, you know, set up a schedule or something ... " He was cut off by a cry of delight going up from the women, and he was damn near struck in the chin by the reason why: he was erect again! Jim was certain that the climax he had just experienced would have left him good and spent for at least a day, but here he was up again! At that moment, Jim somehow realized that he, Jim, was no longer in conrol of this VR, that his rational mind was getting outvoted by the impossible demands of his raw uncensored libido. Suddenly, he was panicked. His libido was going to kill him! Even in this strange world, he had to eat, to breathe, to get a little sleep -- but as the crowd slid their hands over their shapely hips framing their spontaneously juicing dripping vulvas all aching unbearably for Jim's magnetizing manhood, he suspected that none of them would care about such niceties.

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