A flush of shame and unease crept across Sun Elaine's flawless face, her golden eyes flickering with a storm of conflicting emotions. The memory of the previous day's encounter surged unbidden into her mind, vivid and unrelenting: the obese Boomer Boner, his heavy frame pinning her to the bed, his relentless thrusts driving her to a shuddering climax, her delicate body trembling as he spilled inside her while clutching her foot in his mouth. The recollection sent a shiver through her divine form, a mix of disgust and an unsettling thrill that she couldn't fully suppress.
"Fairy!" Boomer gasped, his voice hoarse with desperation as his purple-red penis, swollen to its limit, pressed insistently against her silk-pantyhosed foot. The warmth of her skin, transmitted through the sheer lace, sent a jolt of overwhelming thrill through his mind, his obese body quivering with unrestrained lust. His eyes, glazed with fervor, no longer pleaded for forgiveness; instead, they burned with the audacity of a mortal defiling a goddess. Having already claimed her body the previous day, having felt the divine ecstasy of spilling inside her, Boomer was consumed by a reckless hunger to repeat the act, to revel in the forbidden privilege of touching the celestial fairy Elaine.
Elaine's foot twitched instinctively, her toes curling in a subconscious gesture of unease or disgust, the delicate movement sending an unexpected surge of pressure against Boomer's throbbing member. The sensation was too much for him to bear. A wave of pleasure crashed over him, shattering his control, and with a guttural moan, he erupted, streams of thick, white semen spraying uncontrollably. His lower body shuddered lustfully, his hips jerking as he lay sprawled on the floor, his eyes alight with unrestrained desire. His tongue lapped frantically at her delicate thigh, savoring the silken texture of her pantyhose, while his oversized glans, the size of a duck egg, poked insistently at her foot, the high heel now dangling precariously. The semen, far exceeding the volume of an average mortal, arced into the air, splattering across her moon-white thighs, coating them in a sticky, pungent layer that glistened under the sunlight. Droplets cascaded down her calves and ankles, pooling on the polished wooden floor.
"Crap!" Elaine nearly cursed aloud, her divine composure faltering as she recoiled inwardly. The sheer volume of Boomer's release was staggering, rivaling what Zephyr might produce over three or four encounters. "How could this Fat Bull unleash so much in a single time?" she thought, her mind reeling with a mix of repulsion and astonishment. With a grimace, she lifted her pantyhosed foot into the air, the sticky semen dripping in rivulets from her instep, the sensation intensifying her nausea.
Yet, as the potent, musky strange smell of Boomer's semen wafted to her nose, an unexpected quickening stirred in her chest, her heart beating faster with a sensation she hadn't felt during yesterday's encounter. Elaine froze, her breath catching as she grappled with the anomaly.
The memory of yesterday's encounter flooded back, raw and unfiltered. Boomer's fat, imposing member had filled her, its size and force stretching her delicate intimacy to the brink, a sensation so overwhelming it felt as if her tender core might tear apart. Zephyr, her beloved husband, could never match such physicality, his mortal body unable to rival the sheer, brute dominance of Boomer's form. The comparison, unbidden and unwelcome, sent a shiver through the beauty.
Elaine's rosy lips parted slightly, her breath quickening into shallow, rapid gasps as Boomer Boner's searing penis rubbed relentlessly against her pantyhosed foot, the heat radiating through the sheer lace like a forbidden flame. The sensation was intoxicating, a primal warmth that seeped into her divine form, setting her nerves alight with an unfamiliar intensity. Her body grew hot, a flush creeping across her moon-white skin, betraying the stirrings of a passion she had only ever felt in the intimate embrace of her husband, Zephyr Zinger.
"Fairy, I love you! Fairy, fairy, I want you!" Boomer's voice was a fevered chant, his words tumbling out in a desperate litany as he pressed her tender soles together, creating a silken channel for his throbbing member. With frantic, rhythmic thrusts, he drove his thick, veined penis between her feet, the smooth lace amplifying every sensation. His obese frame shuddered with each movement, sweat glistening on his flushed skin as he surrendered to the ecstasy of defiling a goddess.
Boomer's thrusts grew more frenzied, his waist arching as he reached his limit once more. With a guttural groan, he pressed his body tightly against her feet, his fat hands clamping her soles together with desperate force. His thick, monstrous member, extending over twenty centimeters from the silken channel of her feet, pulsed violently, its swollen glans aimed at her delicate, fiery cheeks. In a sudden, explosive climax, streams of thick, turbid semen erupted, spraying toward Sun Elaine's face with startling force.
"Hmm…" she groaned softly, snapping her eyes shut as the hot, viscous fluid assaulted her divine visage, a baptism of mortal defilement that clashed with her celestial purity. The semen struck with such intensity that it stung her skin, as if someone had slapped her with a damp towel, each impact a jarring reminder of Boomer's overwhelming physicality. Her body, already warm with arousal, grew hotter still, her thighs instinctively clamping together, the subtle friction against her intimacy sending shivers of unwanted pleasure through her core.
Boomer Boner, the Fat Bull, was no ordinary mortal like Zephyr. As the heir to the Prime Minister's lineage, he had trained in powerful mortal martial arts, endowing him with a vigor that surpassed the average man, though it paled in comparison to Sun Elaine's divine cultivation. His ejaculation lasted a full minute, a torrent of semen that coated her face, dripping in sticky rivulets down her flawless cheeks and onto her full, heaving breasts. The gold lace gown, now tainted with the pungent fluid, lost its ethereal sheen, the fabric clinging wetly to her curves. The scene was a profane masterpiece: an immortal fairy, resplendent in gold, her divine beauty marred by a mask of yellow-white semen, her innocent aura defiled by the mortal's lust. Boomer collapsed back onto the floor, panting heavily.
Sun Elaine snapped her eyes open, only to wince as thick semen dripped from her forehead, seeping into her golden eyes. The stinging intrusion provoked a faint crimson glow in her irises, a surge of her divine spirit energy that repelled the offending fluid, cleansing her vision with a flicker of celestial power. Her pretty feet, still clamped tightly around Boomer's giant member, endured the aftermath, the sticky residue coating her pantyhose a constant source of discomfort. The temptation of her aroused desire burned fiercely within her, a heat that threatened to consume her restraint, yet the sticky, malodorous semen clinging to her skin filled her with an almost unbearable nausea.
With a subtle shake of her divine form, the semen coating her body and gown vaporized in an instant, turning to ash that dissipated into the air. The gold lace gown, restored to its pristine brilliance, gleamed as if never touched by mortal defilement, its delicate fabric flowing like liquid light over her curves. Her pantyhosed feet, now free of the sticky residue, shimmered under the sunlight, the discarded high heel lying forgotten on the floor.
Perched on the edge of Boomer Boner's extravagant king-size bed, the beauty felt her divine composure waver as the obese man, consumed by unrestrained desire, pressed forward with his massive, throbbing cock.
"Hmm~" A sweet, involuntary moan escaped Sun Elaine's throat, the sound soft yet resonant, like a chime in the charged silence of the chamber. Boomer Boner's eyes lit up with triumph, his obese, sweat-slicked face twisting into a smug grin. He had feared that Sun Elaine, with her celestial aura frigidity, would reject him as she had yesterday, when her divine indignation had sent him sprawling after their first encounter. But now, as he boldly pressed his hot, engorged cock against her lower abdomen, he sensed her arousal—a subtle shift in her posture, a quickening of her breath—that emboldened him further. "Bwahahaha, fairy, fairy, my babe, how's my cock? Huh?" he crowed, his voice dripping with crude pride, his ugly features contorted with a mix of lust and arrogance.
The terrifyingly thick and long cock pressed insistently against her hairless, delicate intimacy, separated only by the thin barrier of her gold lace gown and pantyhose. The heat was overwhelming, a molten force that seeped into her core, igniting a fire she struggled to suppress. "Wha...?! Huhh!!! No!" she gasped, her voice a sharp protest, though it trembled with an edge of uncertainty.
Elaine's heart pounded, her divine nature recoiling at the thought of this obese, ugly Fat Bull, whose crude demeanor and grotesque form repulsed her. She was certain she disliked him, that she wanted no further intimate contact with this mortal who dared to defile her celestial purity.
Boomer pressed his advantage, his fat hands gripping her pantyhosed thighs with a possessive hunger. His cock, still slick from his recent climax, rubbed against her lower abdomen, the heat and pressure a relentless assault on her senses. His eyes, clouded with lust, roamed over her flushed face, her parted lips, and the subtle tremors in her divine form, misinterpreting her arousal as surrender. "Fairy, you want it, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and guttural, emboldened by her lack of immediate resistance. He shifted, angling his member lower, seeking to press against her intimacy more directly, the thin fabric of her gown offering little protection.
The beauty's breath hitched, her golden eyes flashing with a crimson glow as she summoned a flicker of her fairy spirit energy, a desperate attempt to quell the fire raging within her.