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The Mena Babe and Her White Bull

Copyright© 2026 by Gigi Potemkin

Chapter 13

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13 - A 5'4'' MENA babe is impregnated by a 6'8'', 880lbs White bull.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   DomSub   MaleDom   Rough   Interracial   White Male   Cream Pie   Facial   Lactation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Squirting   Tit-Fucking   Big Breasts   Size  

She saw that he was erect when they left the waters.

She didn’t believe what she saw, even though she had expected it when she saw the overwhelming mass that bull carried on his pants.

Now that the mass was sprung up, erect like a rod, she didn’t believe it.

She blinked, blinked, blinked, and the more she blinked, she less the believed it.

THICK

That thing was thick...!

The enormous penis pulsated inside the trunks, the black shorts of the stallion.

He was erect, but the penis hadn’t yet broken free from his shorts—which themselves were enormous. Big shorts to hold such a big, heavy beast.

The testicles hung loose at the bottom of those shorts, stretching their fiber even further.

They throbbed. They throbbed. They throbbed. Each pulse sent shivers down her spine. She felt every heavy, weighty pulsation on her skin like a mass pressing itself against her tiny body.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

That thing pulsed...!

And she saw an unbelievable amount of veins wriggling and writhing on the colossal length of that beast!

“Jesus ... god...”

The penis wasn’t even free yet, yet the little she saw of it was enough to make sure he was the biggest, most virile animal on the planet.

That man wasn’t on par with other men. He was on par with animals!

“Goddamned horses,” she muttered, and her throat throbbed along with the penis.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She walked side by side with him to see more of that tremendous thing.

His arms were enormous. Bigger than her body, bigger than her torso, bigger than the legs of any man.

Big, bulging arms with the biggest veins she had ever seen on a human body. The big vein on his biceps swelled to inhuman proportions.

He’s unbelievable!

She got distracted, susprisingly, by his big arms and his bigger pecs, those tremendous slabs of muscle that danced and bulged so sensuously on his chest. His tattoos were insanely sexy. He was so virile...! His tattoos were manly, but kind of discreet. Nothing tacky or trashy, but like sexy tattoos primitive warriors used to signal their manhood.

Pump!!

Pump!!

Pump!!

She gasped when she lowered her eyes from his pecs to his abs, that ferocious, vigorous seesaw of muscles like mountains budding form his belly. The bull had a firm 8-pack at all times, and now that he walked with his body a little chill from the bath, every time he took a step forward, his virile abs added at least another pair, presenting a 10-pack of muscles each as big as a house brick.

“Jesus...”

Her heart galloped when she tried, at last, to have a better look on that dick.

“It’s not hard,” he spoke, and his deep voice drew at least two sharp, pungent orgasms from her snatch.

“Jesus...!!” She tightened her fists, gritted her teeth, and...

Squiiiirt!!

Squiiirt!!

Squiiirt!!!

People still watched them, but the crowd became sparse as they walked away from that spot, away from that gym.

If she weren’t cumming so much, so hard, she would have noticed they were walking towards her home. At least, that was the direction of her home—but, again, she didn’t notice it, for her eyes were locked on the tremendous bulge of his horse cock.

“Jesus almighty. Please, tell me this is fake.’

No penis should be that big.

The penis made the biggest, most erogenous tent she had ever seen on a guy’s pants. The penis was completely perpendicular to the ground, pointing to the horizon, jutting away from his crotch like a pole springing from his innermost manhood.

“Uuurrrhm,” the boy grunted, and his height became more towering still. “It’s not fake, princess, and it’s not hard.” He grunted again, virile sounds booming like beasts from his beastly, iron-hard breast. “I tried to get it down, but you’re super, super hot.”

“It c-can’t ... it can’t be!” Her teeth made clickity-clickity-clack as she shivered so much, and so hard! “T-this beast is already ... oh my god, like...” Gasp! “So fucking big!!”

“It’s big alright, but it’s half hard. You can see that it’s pointing away from my hips. If it were fully hard,” he laid one hand on his enormous pecs, “It would be rubbing here.”

“What the f--?!”s

She squirted.

She squirted!

She squirted!!

The penis continued to wobble and throb while the testicles of the muscle god made groans on their own.

“When I’m really hard, like just now in the water, my penis would be rubbing here, on my pecs, with my big head throbbing between my nipples.”

They walked a lot longer as her head became so dizzy, oh, so dizzy...!

“I wanted to do you there, in the waters, you know. Would have been sexy, but ... crowd. I don’t like being watched. Not like this.”

They walked, and as they walked, every step sounded like a hammer striking her in the guts.

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She watered her mouth and moistened her lips.

Cock.

Cock.

Cock!

That monster cock ... was a little softer now, though the tent was still enormous; the tent it made on the guy’s shorts, which seemed almost like an actual tent, a life-sized tent where they could gather under a storm or in a chilly night.

It was hard to understand the dimensions of that god, no matter how hard or how long she looked.

He was so, sooo tall!

He was so, sooo buff!

“God...”

Her neck quivered. Her beautiful apple showed, just a bit.

She looked down again.

“Dear ... fucking ... god...”

He was so, sooo hung!

The penis was a little less hard, a bit more soft, and she could see even less of it as before as the “tent” began to close over it and cover it, with the guy’s shorts returning to their usual shape, hugging his legs and his hips, but still...

Pump-pump!!

Pump-pump!!

... the little she saw of that penis was as long and three times as thick as the cock of that biggest guy in that beach—the twelve-inch hung bastard back in the gym.

The beast was thick. The thickness of it was what shocked her the most.

“This thing is like a leg!”

Without realizing it, she was moving her hand forward, trying to touch it.

Yes. She saw only the bottom third of the dick, and it wasn’t super hard no more, but it was THICK THICK THICK THICK.

As thick as legs around her calves. Thicker the arms of most men she had met.

“God, what a horse!” She gulped. “It’s like being fisted, getting fucked by a hung bastard like you.”

The bull smirked. He was completely unashamed of his greatness, as well as totally relaxed flaunting his manhood in public.

She realized that she was half naked. “Oh, shit!”

Her bikini...

Her top had been removed back there in the waters.

“Oh, dear god!”

She hurried to cover her breasts, which were lactating profusely all the time, but then ... she...

“Oh, shoot.”

As she felt the milk warm her arms, she fondled her tits, then let them go.

Her immense, bronze-colored tits swung heavily in the air, naked like glorious mountains of a goddess awakened, and the big squirts of milk glimmered like snow in that tropical setting, spraying the sands with fruitful nectar that a cow would be jealous to match.

She relaxed further, getting confidence from the tremendous man who walked besides her, knowing that she was totally safe, perfectly secure when a beast like him walked next to her.

She thought about saying something, but ... oh, whatever.

She licked her lips and dropped her eyes again to his shorts, watching his ... incredible thing move!

The penis was starting to bend around in the middle and fold itself in a more typical flaccid shape. The tent was still there, though, and it was still tremendous. Through the hole on that tent, right under his abs, she saw the base of the cock, the root of that monstrous breeder, and it made her salivate like crazy. The amount of veins it had! And how loudly it throbbed!

Pump!

Pump!

Pump!

She walked a bit further from him, then leaned down to see under his penis.

The balls. They were completely covered by his black shorts, though their shape was so apparent that they were pretty much naked in her eyes, like bull testicles covered by a thin sheet of black cloth.

“Jesus, the veins...!” She gulped.

Those balls were both super smooth and super veiny. Half of their surface looked as smooth as a mirror, and the other half was rugged with veins, arteries, and big, cum-flowing tubes.

The veins were concentrated on the back and the top of the testicles, wheres the front and the bottom looked as smooth and clean as a baby’s bottom.

She gulped and cleared her throat again. Her lungs were blazing!

The testicles hung so heavily that they pulled his shorts down, and oftentimes the stud had to adjust his shorts, pulling them up to keep his testicles in check.

They looked like the biggest, fullest things...!

She found herself licking her lips, gulping, and wetting her mouth constantly.

She wanted to have those balls on her face, in her mouth!

“I can’t ... I don’t believe ... fuck.” She shook her head to get her thoughts in order. “I don’t think I can fit a single testicles in my mouth.”

The bull seemed to take offense from her comment.

“You can’t fit a fraction of my nuts in your mouth, bitch,” he groaned, and his grunts were basically roars. “Show some respect.”

She watched, mesmerized, the size and shape of those balls engorged and shift a little as the things got fuller and heavier with...

“Cum.”

Super cum.

Viscous, thick cum.

Salty, creamy, steamy cum.

The testicles inflated, and their veins swelled up, as the cum traveled through them.

Glorsh!

Glorsh!

Glursh!!

She gasped, for she realized, clearer than anytime before, that she could hear his cum.

“Jesus almighty! You must make ... a fuck ton of semen!”

She gasped, then covered her mouth, and she looked around in disbelief to see if anyone had heard her.

What a thing! She wasn’t one to speak like that! No one was, for these were not thing one uttered out loud—not when one was sane of mind, and under no influence.

“It’s alright. You can say it as it is,” the bull spoke, ever so calm, a bit more chill. “I’ve got a massive junk and cum tanks that produce sperm like factories. You can say these things, princess, as you’re going to see far more absurd things once we get to my place.”

“Y-your ... place?” She looked around, and she realized they had walked quite a good deal, past her house and towards the wealthier, more exclusive part of that community.

The area of the ultra rich.

“Oh, Jesus!”

The houses by the beach became colossal, true mansions and castles made of glass and wood, like oversized cabanas meant to blend in with the environment.

The obscene luxury of that place meant little to her, as no wealth in the world could replace the sheer power and perfection of that body.

“I see,” she gulped, and then she walked closer to him again, touching his arms and fondling his body, gulping harder many more times as she drew her tiny hands closer to his behemoth. “God! It’s hot!”

From the opening on his pants came a furnace-like blast of heat.

Glursh! Glursh!!

The snake inside, in the shadows, twirled with more vigor, and his testicles seemed to have gotten heavier just by the sound of it, like buckets of heavy fluids being poured into a deep, deep hole.

Gluuursh!!

The stud grunted, and she felt his muscles ripped with increased virility.

“Oh god!”

She began to shiver. I mean, she was shivering, of course, all the time, but the shivering now became ... especially distracting.

“I need to fuck a ton to get this thing down,” the bull groaned, then ... looked at her. “You’re the only girl I’m fucking today, you know.”

She kept her hands around his enormous, beast-like arms, and her eyes looked like marbles about to break as her face remained locked in an undecided expression; half amazed, half terrified about the prospect of being penetrated by such a beast.

“I can’t...” She began to say, but she shut herself up. He was too hot for words.

The bull groaned, though this groaning was in response to nothing in particular. He just groaned and grunted a lot as he moved. Those were the natural sounds a body so large produced, it seemed.

“I fuck a ton. I need to fuck plenty of pussies to get my dick sated, my balls half-empty.” He purred, and she noticed how she couldn’t speak like that, talking about his virility, without smirking a bit, breaking a shy and cocky smile. “I fucked five bitches yesterday before having to move. I haven’t fucked since last night, almost a full day, so I’m specially ... packed today. My balls as heavy and hung like never before. I’m afraid you won’t take all of me, but I want to do it. Yes. I want to pump your body full of my cum, ‘cause I believe you’re the hottest bitch I ever seen, and I wanna make you my wife, yes. My wife big and plump with my kids.”

She paid attention to only half of his words as his entire body throbbed—and her womb throbbed hard too.

She looked at his face, handsome and regal, then looked down, back at his penis.

“Oh,” she muttered with a bit of disappointment, then again with a bit of shock, for the penis was almost all hid again, covered his by his pants, though its shape was, ironically, even more impressive when it was flaccid; its softness highlighted just how monstrously large it was, ‘cause the beast was still comparable to a horse in size, and his testicles were even louder and fuller!

Glursh!

Glursh!

Glursh!

Now, every step the stud gave, his testicles boomed like tanks full of heavy liquid shaking, shaking in the air; shaking like pendulums between his legs ... or rather, over his thighs, for the testicles were so big they rested over and ahead of his muscular thighs, not between them.

There wasn’t enough space between his legs to store testicles so big!

“Jesus, god!” She dragged her nails along his pecs, and her other hand up and down his muscular arm. “You’re so virile.”

She puckered her lips and rolled her eyes.

She didn’t noticed it. She didn’t know what she was doing.

She just ... felt everything vanish and dim around her as she moved her head closer and closer to his arm, ready to give him a kiss, and one hand lower and lower to his pants, ready to cop a feel—finally! At long last!—of his tremendous, humongous dick.

PRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

WRREEEEEEEEEE!! WREEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!

Sharp whistled in the air!

 
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