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The ocean waves glistened beneath the evening sun, as a Mariposan motorgalleon ploughed onward into the horizon. On the ship's deck, a young woman was bent forwards, with both her hands clasped on to the moss-green bow rail. She was completely naked, but for a silver charm bracelet on each of her wrists. Her face, which was half-covered by her long sun-blanched hair, was screwed tight in an anguished expression, and low whining sounds were floating out from between her soft sullen lips. "Oh yes! Oh baby, yes!"
Her long frame jerked backwards and forwards, causing her enormous bare breasts to jerk in wild arcs from her collar to her stomach. Wrapped around her narrow waist was the thick, sinewy arm of her lover, Grabadash The Sturdy, whose tremendous fat cock was at that moment rocketing in and out of her wet womanhood. "Ooh, fuck me!" she screamed.
Grabadash, whose colossal frame almost entirely sheltered the young woman from the sun, stooped his head so that he could mutter words into her ear. "No matter how many times I pound that little pussy of yours..." he gritted his teeth, "oh my god, you're still so damn tight." His voice was a deep, resonant war-torn bark, which made even the most extravagant words sound unholy and animalistic. Hearing him speak made the woman's breath flutter and shiver with desire, no matter how many times she heard it.
Just then, Grabadash placed his gigantic palms on the rear of her thighs, and hauled her body up off the deck. In turn, she ran her hands across his hard biceps, in an attempt to keep herself from falling forwards. He titled his body backwards, and squatted slightly. Those bulging veins that snaked along his wrists began to throb, as his arms bore her weight.
Cradled in his mighty frame, her body swung up and down like a ragdoll, as he fucked her from behind. The woman felt his tough hide grind against her soft supple flesh. She loved the feeling of being entwined in his arms. She craned back her neck and rode that feeling of wild abandon, drunk on the raw hot power of his ruthless manhood. "Oh, it feels so good," she whinnied. She thought it a testament to the abnormal size and strength of Grabadash's cock that he was able to fuck her so well in this impossible position. It seemed as though almost all of her bodyweight was resting on the walloping member that was impaled within her.
"Oh Fluttercup," Grabadash growled, "you always were my own little private fuck machine."
"Oh baby," she whimpered again, "you're a beast." In response, he let out an ear splitting lion-like roar, which at first made her flinch. Then she chuckled happily. "I... loveyou... so... much," she managed to say between thrusts.
Fluttercup squealed and panted into the evening sea air. Her breaths became quicker and shallower, and then her feet began to kick wildly left and right, as she screamed and screamed and came again. Still he kept ploughing and ploughing into her, as she sat sedately on his soaring cock.
He lifted her up, off his long shaft, and then set her tired, defeated body down onto the deck, where she knelt feebly at his feet. It looked to Fluttercup as though every inch of Grabadash's huge strapping body was pulsating with apprehension. His teeth were gritted, and his head rocked up-and-down with every breath. His rippling torso, like heaps of jagged power, looked like it was ready to detonate.
"So sweetie, are you ready for some cum?" he seethed. She grinned at him weakly, and nodded her head.
Grabadash took his cock steadfastly in his right hand, and began to tug and stroke firmly at his thick monstrous meat. He ran his thick clunky fist all the way down and up his shaft, aided by Fluttercup's warm juices.
She lifted her soft thin face, so that it was aligned with the angle of her lover's gargantuan phallus. She tilted her head back, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, looking on him mischievously from under her long dark lashes. Fluttercup jutted out her enormous breasts, so that they would catch as much of his seed as possible.
Grabadash's demeanor grew increasingly heated, as he grinded his teeth behind his long pale moustache. He appeared to be angrily muttering something under his breath. She lowered her jaw, and let her pink tongue touch the tip of his dick. She flicked the tip of her tongue up and down in rapid fire.
He exploded then. His thick white cum crossed Fluttercup's face in line after vertical line, gathering in gloopy pools around her nose, and sticking to her messy dark-blonde locks. He kept pumping, letting out a deep guttural roar that rattled on for several seconds. She was covered in hot velvety lashings of his semen now. It poured and splattered into her mouth and down her bounteous chest. She giggled, allowing more of his foul cream to shoot down her throat, stealing glances at her lover through her half-closed eyes.
When Grabadash was finally spent, he staggered backwards, and collapsed purposefully onto the deck. He lay on his back, propping his head up with his hands so that he could watch his young lover swallow his seed. Fluttercup did so, scooping up that frosting by the palmful, and slurping it down. She took her breasts in her hands, and heaved them up towards her mouth, so she could lick them clean. This seemed to please Grabadash, as a big toothy grin broke out across his roguish furrowed face.
"My, my," he said, impressed, "every last drop." His smile appeared broken and crooked these days. The finest genetic engineering in the world couldn't prevent him from breaking the occasional tooth during decades of combat and adventure.
Fluttercup smiled at him warmly, and crawled over to where he lay. She rolled over on her back, and lay beside him on the warm hardwood deck. Her long, soft legs were draped lazily across the deck; one bent, one straight. Her body throbbed with all the sweet soreness that followed sex with her ludicrously well-endowed master. "Oh my god, sugar. That was amazing," she said.
"It was rather good, wasn't it?" he replied, lying with his hands behind his head, as the two of them drifted alone across the ocean.
Fluttercup positioned herself in the pit of his thick, burly right arm. One of her arms was absent-mindedly folded against her enormous breasts, while she pleasurably grazed the other hand across her thigh. Her head was turned contentedly towards his. "My whole body is so relaxed and tingly," she said.
"Tingly, huh?" he replied.
She ran her fingers up his big buckled stomach muscles, and across the bulbous expanse of his chest. "I love you so much, baby," she said.
"Ah baby, you're just wonderful," said Grabadash, with a spark in his heavy-lidded blue eyes, "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life fucking you."
"Oooh gee baby, I can't wait either."
"Well we won't have to wait much longer. We'll be at the coast by tomorrow morning. Then we should be home by noon."
"Oh wow! All the things you've told me about your castle..." her brown eyes glistening hopefully. "I can't believe that tomorrow night we'll be sleeping in it."
"Think of it as our castle, sweetie. And sleeping isn't all we'll be doing tomorrow night."