Petite Camila loves large cocks and meets Victor.
100% Fantasy story inspired by canines that lock together.
In the heart of a bustling city, nestled in a dimly lit, intimate bar, Camila sipped her martini, her eyes scanning the room with a hungry gaze. She was a petite girl, barely five feet tall, with a tiny bubble butt that swayed gently as she walked, and perky breasts that begged to be caressed. Her desire was not for the typical man, however. She was drawn to the larger than life, the men who were built like mountains and hung like horses. And tonight, her gaze landed on him.
Victor was a giant of a man, towering over the crowd, his broad shoulders and massive chest straining against his shirt. His hands were the size of dinner plates, and his legs were like tree trunks. But it was the bulge in his pants that caught Camila's attention, a monstrous tent that seemed to defy the laws of nature. She felt a warmth spread through her, a primal desire that made her heart race and her breath hitch.
As she approached him, Victor's eyes met hers, and he offered her a slow, predatory smile. "You're looking at me like I'm a piece of meat," he said, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down her spine.
Camila didn't shy away. Instead, she stepped closer, her voice barely a whisper. "Because you are. A delicious, mouth-watering piece of meat."
Victor chuckled, a sound that seemed to vibrate through her. "And what makes you think you can handle a piece of meat like me?"
Camila's eyes flicked down to his crotch, then back up to meet his gaze. "Because I've never been one to back down from a challenge."
Victor's smile widened, and he took her hand, leading her to a private room in the back of the bar. As soon as the door closed behind them, he turned to her, his eyes dark with desire. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into," he growled, pulling her close.
Camila gasped as she felt his massive erection press against her stomach. It was like a steel rod, hot and pulsing, and it seemed to go on forever. She could feel the veins that ran along its length, like a roadmap to pleasure, and the head was enormous, a mushroom cap that seemed to throb with every beat of his heart.
She reached out, her small hand wrapping around the shaft, and she gasped again at the sheer size of it. It was like trying to grasp a tree trunk, and she could only wrap her fingers around it partway. She stroked it gently, feeling the smooth skin and the hard flesh beneath, and she heard Victor's breath hitch as she did.
"Fuck, you're tiny," he groaned, his hands reaching down to grab her ass, lifting her easily as if she weighed nothing at all. He pressed her against the wall, his cock grinding against her through her thin skirt.
Camila moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. She could feel the heat of him, the wetness that seeped from the tip of his cock, and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. She reached down, guiding him to her entrance, and she gasped as the head of his cock pushed against her.
Victor groaned, his hands tightening on her ass as he began to push inside. Camila cried out, her body stretching to accommodate him, her walls burning as he filled her. She could feel every inch of him, every vein and ridge, as he slid deeper and deeper, until she was sure she couldn't take any more.
But he kept going, his cock seeming to go on forever, until finally, he was buried to the hilt, his flared cock head pressing against her cervix. Camila panted, her body trembling with the effort of taking him, her eyes wide with a mix of pain and pleasure.
Victor held still for a moment, letting her adjust to his size, then he began to move, his hips pulling back slowly before thrusting forward again. Camila moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she rode out the sensation, her body on fire with need.
But as Victor's movements became more frantic, his cock swelled, the flared head growing larger and larger until it was too big to move. Camila cried out, her body clenching around him as she felt the first waves of orgasm wash over her. But Victor couldn't pull out, his cock locked in place, and she could feel the heat of him, the pulsing of his release as he came, his seed spilling into her.
They stayed like that for a long time, their bodies locked together, their breaths ragged and their hearts pounding. Camila could feel the swelling slowly subsiding, and finally, with a soft pop, Victor's cock slipped free.
She looked down at him, her eyes wide with awe and desire. "That was...incredible," she breathed.
Victor smiled, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "And that was just the beginning, little one. We have all night."
Camila smiled back, her body already aching for more. She knew she was in for a wild ride, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take her.
100% Fantasy story inspired by canines that lock together.
In the heart of a bustling city, nestled in a dimly lit, intimate bar, Camila sipped her martini, her eyes scanning the room with a hungry gaze. She was a petite girl, barely five feet tall, with a tiny bubble butt that swayed gently as she walked, and perky breasts that begged to be caressed. Her desire was not for the typical man, however. She was drawn to the larger than life, the men who were built like mountains and hung like horses. And tonight, her gaze landed on him.
Victor was a giant of a man, towering over the crowd, his broad shoulders and massive chest straining against his shirt. His hands were the size of dinner plates, and his legs were like tree trunks. But it was the bulge in his pants that caught Camila's attention, a monstrous tent that seemed to defy the laws of nature. She felt a warmth spread through her, a primal desire that made her heart race and her breath hitch.
As she approached him, Victor's eyes met hers, and he offered her a slow, predatory smile. "You're looking at me like I'm a piece of meat," he said, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down her spine.
Camila didn't shy away. Instead, she stepped closer, her voice barely a whisper. "Because you are. A delicious, mouth-watering piece of meat."
Victor chuckled, a sound that seemed to vibrate through her. "And what makes you think you can handle a piece of meat like me?"
Camila's eyes flicked down to his crotch, then back up to meet his gaze. "Because I've never been one to back down from a challenge."
Victor's smile widened, and he took her hand, leading her to a private room in the back of the bar. As soon as the door closed behind them, he turned to her, his eyes dark with desire. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into," he growled, pulling her close.
Camila gasped as she felt his massive erection press against her stomach. It was like a steel rod, hot and pulsing, and it seemed to go on forever. She could feel the veins that ran along its length, like a roadmap to pleasure, and the head was enormous, a mushroom cap that seemed to throb with every beat of his heart.
She reached out, her small hand wrapping around the shaft, and she gasped again at the sheer size of it. It was like trying to grasp a tree trunk, and she could only wrap her fingers around it partway. She stroked it gently, feeling the smooth skin and the hard flesh beneath, and she heard Victor's breath hitch as she did.
"Fuck, you're tiny," he groaned, his hands reaching down to grab her ass, lifting her easily as if she weighed nothing at all. He pressed her against the wall, his cock grinding against her through her thin skirt.
Camila moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. She could feel the heat of him, the wetness that seeped from the tip of his cock, and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. She reached down, guiding him to her entrance, and she gasped as the head of his cock pushed against her.
Victor groaned, his hands tightening on her ass as he began to push inside. Camila cried out, her body stretching to accommodate him, her walls burning as he filled her. She could feel every inch of him, every vein and ridge, as he slid deeper and deeper, until she was sure she couldn't take any more.
But he kept going, his cock seeming to go on forever, until finally, he was buried to the hilt, his flared cock head pressing against her cervix. Camila panted, her body trembling with the effort of taking him, her eyes wide with a mix of pain and pleasure.
Victor held still for a moment, letting her adjust to his size, then he began to move, his hips pulling back slowly before thrusting forward again. Camila moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she rode out the sensation, her body on fire with need.
But as Victor's movements became more frantic, his cock swelled, the flared head growing larger and larger until it was too big to move. Camila cried out, her body clenching around him as she felt the first waves of orgasm wash over her. But Victor couldn't pull out, his cock locked in place, and she could feel the heat of him, the pulsing of his release as he came, his seed spilling into her.
They stayed like that for a long time, their bodies locked together, their breaths ragged and their hearts pounding. Camila could feel the swelling slowly subsiding, and finally, with a soft pop, Victor's cock slipped free.
She looked down at him, her eyes wide with awe and desire. "That was...incredible," she breathed.
Victor smiled, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "And that was just the beginning, little one. We have all night."
Camila smiled back, her body already aching for more. She knew she was in for a wild ride, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take her.
