Vikki
Okay, I know trolls are big, I know Max is big, but I was not prepared for the size of his cock in all its erect glory. Notwithstanding he has to be close to seven and half feet in height, his cock is far bigger than it should be and thick. The thing is a baseball bat…make that a cricket bat in width.
I mean, I still want it, but…
Max lowers himself over me, his battering ram beating at my entrance and his lips trailing over my skin. He toys with the massive ruby and diamond necklace.
"Your beauty eclipses this trinket," he says, clawed fingers tracing lower, sending goosebumps skittering across my skin.
He presses his lips to the jewel and then skates them down over one breast, sucking on my raised nipple like he's a troll starved. My body rises up to meet him, my hands grasping for those horns, and the second I touch them, I rip a groan out of Max which seems to have been dredged up from his Underworld.
Horns are erogenous zones, are they? I give the left one an exploratory stroke. Max's eyes widen and he grunts deliciously.
"You're going to have to behave, little Vikki. Because I want to bury my tongue in your sweet cunt and see if I can't open you up for me."
I don't let go, allowing my fingers to flex on the hard appendages while I hold his gaze. In a lightning move, he scoops me up to his mouth and slams his lips on my clit, already super sensitive from his earlier attentions. There's nothing I can do, my voice has ceased to work, as his long, thick tongue spreads me and his mouth does magic, actual magic as he eats me…whole.
Damn, this troll knows exactly what to do with his tongue and tusks. I'm just along for the ride, and what a ride! Max plucks me like I'm a fresh berry he can't get enough of, and in no time I'm covering him in my pussy juice which he laps up with gusto.
"Dessert." He grins at me as I'm lowered back onto the bed. "Your cream is absolute perfection."
He lifts one leg and gently bends it up towards my abdomen, hooking a huge, muscular granite arm underneath as he studies me, sliding a finger into my entrance, then adding another, and another. I feel the stretch, but as I'm still pulsing over him, with each one, it gets a little easier.
"Are you ready, little Vikki? Are you going to take this big troll cock and warm it up for me?" He gives himself a stroke from root to tip, and it's then I notice the big bulge at the base.
"What is that?" I ask, reaching for it, feeling the weight of it…of him.
"My knot, and you will have it too, if you ask nicely." Max gives me a big tusky grin as he notches himself at my entrance.
"Wait," I say. "What about…"
Max pushes the tip inside me just a little more, and I can't help but moan out loud.
"What about…?" he queries. "What do you want to know, little Vee?"
He slips a little more inside me and the stretch is incredible.
"I might get pregnant," I whisper. "I'm not on any birth control."
"I want to breed you, Vikki. Believe me, there isn't any birth control invented by humans which works on troll seed," Max growls.
He wants me pregnant.
This huge, hulking troll wants me pregnant. Max, who gets whatever he wants, wants me filled with his child. He wants to breed with me.
"Fuck!" I swear as he sinks farther inside, and my body, amazingly, shifts to accommodate his thick girth.
"I intend to," Max rasps. "I intend fucking you until you are about to birth our young, then I'll fuck another into you."
My core releases a veritable flood of moisture, coating his cock and allowing him to go deeper.
"That's it, take all of me, like a good girl," Max rumbles. "And if you don't want a belly full of troll cum, let me know." He leans in closer, his lips brushing mine. "But I think you do."
"Yes," I groan as he seats himself deep inside me. The giant cock is not just big, it's segmented somehow, and I can feel each one pulsing. "I need you, Max. I need you to wreck me for anyone else."
The growl he makes is something I'm sure has to have been picked up on the Richter scale somewhere.
"You are mine, baby girl. No one else will ever have you again."