Hucow Generation - Chapter 4 (Nonstop Nut November)

Chapter 4

Once my boobs finally felt a lot less heavy than they were before thanks to him sucking and consuming litres and litres of my creamy milk, I meant to finish things up by offering something else to him… 

“MMMmphh,” he panted, “Oh my god, that was delicious. I'm full.” 

The dark spot on his pants had grown significantly, slick with precum, it seemed. It had to be tight and uncomfortable down there—the whole package was too much for normal jeans.

“That was wonderful. God, you’re so hot,” he told me, complimenting me and I didn’t expect that. 

I caught myself staring at his crotch, no matter what, I was staring and I knew it was wrong to do so but I still did it…  

“Would you like to.... do more?”, he asked me. I didn’t know what to say. “I know you’re curious... and it’s tight down there…” 

I was embarrassed. 

I didn’t know what to do. Was it better for us to call it a night, stay at that, and be more careful with our rapidly escaping relationship? Or was I going to wait for him to take it out himself? Or was he thinking that I should unwrap it myself like a gift? I had no clue.

“I have to be honest with you… I am, indeed, curious…” I fully admitted to him. 

I then finally decided what I would do next—I unwrapped it myself.  

I felt so hot as I reached for his groin. He closed his eyes, relaxing as I got to work. I tenderly loosed his belt, pulling at the center and folding the opposite ends away from the prize.

Next came the button—which took a moment, given how tight everything was. After feeling the pop, his zipper immediately undid itself slightly on its own from the sheer pressure. At last, he probably felt some kind of relief. That was all I hoped to provide for him—some relief.  

His member finally had room to breathe. There was a gap between the front of his boxers and his skin, and his dick pushed it away. The tip was still caught on the garment, soaked and sticky with precum.

So much pre-cum.

God, I love hot and stick pre-cum! I thought. 

My eyes were wide and dilated, probably. My breaths were shorter. Finally, I tugged downwards. 

His massive member was free, fully on display for me to admire and admired it I sure did. 

I looked up at him and he was smiling the entire time.

“I hope you enjoy my gift. You’re free to do anything with it that you please,” he told me like I was going to stop myself from having a little fun with his dick now that it was right there, throbbing right before my eyes. There was no mistake, I was going to enjoy this… 

My hot breath was pushed all over his constantly throbbing cock. 

It continued hardening. It wasn’t fully erect yet, I could tell that much, but that was fine because I was here to fix it. I realized that I was ahead of things a bit when I felt manly softness in my hands. 

I didn’t start by rubbing his manhood with my hands. I didn’t give him a handjob first. Instead, I went straight into a blow-job. I couldn’t stop myself from doing so. I felt like I desperately needed him in my mouth. So, he was soft in my mouth at first, but this was alright, it wasn’t like he was having trouble getting hard. I adored it personally because I felt him being soft during the first minute or so and I loved this softness. So, like I said, only a minute or so after he was already hard—fully erect, almost. Oh, God, he was so huge in my mouth that he barely fit anymore. The tip of it was all sticky, meaning that a lot more pre-cum was pouring out the top.

Even though I was deeply enjoying myself, I took him out of my mouth for a second, just so I could take a breather. I wasn’t used to this and he was the first man I had ever done this to me in my entire life. He was the only man I did anything naughty with ever.     

While catching my breath, my attention turned back to his humongous and sexy balls. 

“They’re so hot…” I commented.   

Something told me that he had never received a blowjob before, so this was why I did everything I could to do a heavenly job with this blow-job. 

I wasted no time making him fully erect. I was in love and awe with his dick. The flavour of it was sweet and salty at the same time. I adored every second of it. I took his whole head into my mouth, which was stretched wide. Even at his crazy size, with an erection as long as my entire leg, and balls each nearing the size of my head, we were in pure bliss. His breaths drew deeper and he threw his head back, lost in the moment. 

I stopped for a moment—for a moment I was really worried that he was a bit too big for me, so I calmed down for a bit and took a deep breath… 

They’re freaking huge! 

“I never knew balls could be this massive and this hot!” I commented on just how hot his balls were, cupping them in each hand and feeling their heavy weight. 

His face went red again, the same way I felt mine being, as well. 

“You’re amazing... heh... and thank you! No one’s ever told me that before. Usually, I just get funny looks when they see a lot of mass between my legs. I felt like I was cursed, and should be ashamed…” he admitted to me, which I appreciated, but then, all of a sudden I began feeling awful for him… “God, you’re so incredibly hot. I want to put it in you... If you can take me!” he then went on to tell me, complimenting me again, which I also appreciated. 

“Thank you. I find you hot, as well…” I felt the need to tell him that I also find him attractive as if this was not obvious yet…

But all of a sudden, his cock began vividly throbbing…

I wasn’t certain what was going on until it exactly came to be and before I knew it, he emptied his big balls all over my face and my breasts—shooting ropes upon ropes of thick semen on me! 

It was looking like the last compliment I gave him was all that was needed to finish him off…