The Mena Babe and Her White Bull
Copyright© 2026 by Gigi Potemkin
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - 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
He wore shorts again, and this disappointed her. A bit.
“Wearing shorts?” She pointed it out, fluids running down her legs and massive, massive tits.
The bull grunted. The ground shook and jumped as he walked down the long set of stairs.
He only grunted. He didn’t say another word.
It was fine.
It was okay.
They could play, if that’s what he wanted.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
She felt the pounding in her heart, and it made her breasts jump.
Hard breasts. Almost solid breasts. Hard flesh like cement on her chest.
The milk shook loudly inside her mother tanks. It sounded like ... Glursh! Glursh! Glursh!
The milk spilled out in wild quantities. It formed puddles on the ground, and a little squeeze would have made them guuuush ... gush ... gush, gush, gush like fountains!
That stallion! That human being with more muscles than an elephant!
His genitals throbbed, wobbled, bounced, and jumped inside his shorts.
Black shorts again. The same he was wearing before, but clean, not wet with sea water or sweat—or the spunk from the breeding that evening.
Black shorts as big and loose as a manufacturer could make them, but still tight, compact, super strectched around the massive body and pelvic girth of that monster.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Calmly, the god stepped down to the living room. His body was a majesty of muscles. The tattoos seemed to dance and shift over his torso as he flexed his muscles, wobbling his titanic shoulders back and forth, big boulders of pure muscle shaped like balls at the top of his solid arms, and the veins were as thick as subway tunnels as they ran down, down, down those massive arms that were like tree trunks kissed by the sun, softly touched by hours of sunlight every day on the beach.
The stallion was the most masculine, most virile white boy she had ever seen, and he had such a masculine face, so supremely strong, unlike any older male she had ever met, and yet ... he was young. She saw it. She sensed it. Just as she could guess his height, she knew he was young, perhaps even very young, but ... oh, he didn’t look like it!
“God!” She gasped, and her eyes, like her boobs, jumped up and down, up and down...
Boom...
Boom...
Boom...
... following the rippling and the hardening of those titanic pecs that could serve as plates for an armory of tanks.
“Jesus ... fucking Christ!” She gulped, and the gulping appeared to have flown all the way down to her pussy, which ejaculated just in time, spraying the milk-stained ground with more and more juices.
Boom...
Boom...
The titan walked ... and then he stopped.
He looked like a tower, a mountain of flesh growing, always growing before the princess. Taller than taller. Not the tallest human being she had ever met—she had met basketball players who were, like, 7ft tall, and totally hideous—but by far the most splendidly well-shaped. Every inch of his body was well-formed, every muscle and every crevice, every ridge in his countless slabs of hard flesh, every tendon and every join, and every twitching, swelling, vibrating fiber ... perfect!
She gasped. She swooned.
Crafted by the gods, he was. It was impossible for a human being so tall AND so big to also be so, so shapely.
Pump!
Pump!
Pump!
Even after he’d stopped, his tremendous junk continued to move like a live animal tucked in his pants.
She gasped again, amazed by the terrifying size of his manhood when he was still so soft, so flaccid—and his lack of arousal offended her a bit, and it put some of his words to doubt, as he’d often said he could barely contain himself when next to her.
Squish!
Squish!
Squish!
He could pummel her to a pulp and she wouldn’t care. With a body like that, a face like that, a dick like that ... he could do anything, everything he wanted to her and she would only kiss his balls—if she could—in gratitude.
“God ... almighty ... dick...” She mumbled and she squished:
Squish!
Squish!
Squish!
Her breasts and pussy continued to produce inordinate amounts of liquid as the stud stood before her, warming her body with the mere heat that emanated from him.
She felt like she was in a crowded room, squished from every size by fat and sweaty bodies, but this was only the heat that burst from the body of that god, a god whose muscles were like a furnaces of infinite energy.
Pump!
Pump!
Boom!
She saw his testicles throb and his huge penis slowly inflate. The stud curled his lips a bit, flexing his muscles very tenderly as if to tame and domesticate his unyielding monster, a penis that only horses should flaunt.
“It’s so ... big...” She gulped, and her throat was dry, dry, dry, dry!
The bull gave a good look at her, contemplating the perfect shape of that petite, 5’4’’ woman.
Short hair. Dark-bronzed skin. Muscular legs. Thick thighs. Microscopic waist. Massive hips.
Pump!
Pump!
Pump!
Gigantic breasts. Top-of-the-class tits.
Milk. So much milk.
Sglursh!
Sglursh!
Glorsh!
Milk spilling out of her gigantic tits as squirt continued to be squeezed out of her fat, throbbing vulva.
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