Chapter 4: Climax
Brittany's bedroom was a mess, the cluttered array of furniture and trinkets all dwarfed by the monolithic figure of Brittany herself. Her queen-sized bed, covered in a floral comforter, was the centerpiece, surrounded by walls adorned with autographs and memorabilia from her days as a teenage beauty queen. The lights were dim, casting long shadows across the room that seemed to lengthen and exaggerate every feature of Brittany's body.
I drank in the sight of her, the rolls of her flesh, the way they quivered with each breath she took. I wanted to touch them, to caress every inch of her, but Brittany had other ideas.
"You're going to worship my body," she said, her voice thick with desire. "Starting with my tits."
She pushed me down onto the bed, my face level with her massive breasts. I gasped at the sight of them, the sheer size and weight of them almost too much to behold.
I felt my cock throbbing at the thought of being crushed by their immense weight. I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her, feeling the warmth of her skin against my face as I pressed my lips to her nipple.
Brittany let out a low moan, her fingers tightening in my hair as I began to suckle on her nipple. I swirled my tongue around it, teasing her mercilessly as she writhed on top of me.
I could feel her swelling with desire, and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer.
I brushed my lips against her clit, nibbling gently at first, then harder as she bucked against me.
"Brittany, goddammit, yes!" she groaned, her back arching as I drove my tongue deeper into her.
I pressed my thumb against her pussy, sliding easily inside, and she cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure as she climaxed.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
As Brittany's passionate response washed over me, I felt my own climax approaching. I rose, pulling her with me, and flipped her onto her back on the bed. She arched her back, giving me a clear view of her ample breasts, which bounced as I thrust into her.
My cock was buried deep inside her, hitting her in all the right places. I could feel her walls clenching tightly around me, milking me dry. I grabbed onto her massive arms, hovering above her as I pounded into her.
She was so big, so powerful, and I felt so small in comparison. I was overwhelmed by her, and I loved it.
I slammed into her body, feeling the warmth of her pussy swallowing me whole. Each thrust was like a lightning bolt coursing through my veins, sending me to new heights of pleasure.
"Fuck, Brittany, you feel so fucking good," I groaned, burying my face into the crook of her neck.
"I know, baby," she moaned, my thrusts causing her body to tremble with pleasure. "No one's ever fucked me like this before.
I'm going to lose my fucking mind," Brittany shouted, her massive body still underneath mine, sweat trickling down my face as I hammered into her insatiable pussy. She gripped my hair with both hands, her fingernails digging into my scalp as she bellowed out pleasure.
I could feel her tightening around me, reaching that point of no return and I knew I was close too. The thought of pleasing her made my cock swell even more, and I tightened my grip on her flesh.
She was a force of nature, a living embodiment of raw, animalistic passion. And I was torn between fear and desire, knew that I was no match for the beast within her.
Her massive body writhed beneath me, frantic and desperate, her entire form trembling as she neared the peak of her orgasm. I could feel her pussy clamping down around my fingers, her juices flowing freely as I pounded into her.
"Ahh, yes, slave.