Boomer Boner, sprawled beneath the goddess, exhaled a shuddering sigh of satisfaction, his obese frame trembling with a sense of accomplishment that surpassed even the dreams of ascending to immortal mastery. "Fairy, I feel so good, I have no regrets in death," he rasped, his voice thick with lewd triumph as he gazed at Sun Elaine.
Sun Elaine's cheeks burned a deep crimson, strands of sweat tracing delicate paths from her temples, gliding over her smooth collarbone to the graceful curve of her breasts. The aftershocks of her climax still surged through her, shattering her concentration and leaving her mind adrift in a haze of unwanted pleasure. Perched atop Boomer's bloated stomach, her slender thighs straddling his oversized belly, she felt disoriented, unsure where to place her trembling hands.
The sight of the goddess's nude body—her moon-white skin glistening with sweat, and her full breasts heaving with each ragged breath—ignited a primal fire within him, his massive, veined cock recover to hard and throbbing despite its recent releases.
Boomer's giant, ugly penis, still erect and throbbing with angry heat, pointed skyward, its shaft brushing tantalizingly close to her lower abdomen. The proximity sent a jolt through Sun Elaine, her body betraying her with a shiver of arousal that clashed with her conscious resistance.
"Nah, enough," she murmured, her voice trembling with unease as she recognized the dangerous surge of lust within her. Summoning her resolve, she pressed her feet against the sides of Boomer's obese belly, intending to stand and flee this defilement. Yet, the climax had sapped her strength, her legs quivering with weakness. As she lifted her white, busty buttocks mere centimeters from his stomach, her thighs gave way, and she collapsed back down with a soft thud, her elastic hips slamming firmly against his flabby flesh.
"Ooh!" Boomer moaned lewdly, his face contorting with comfortable pleasure, the sensation of her tight, round buttocks reigniting his insatiable hunger.
Emboldened by her faltering resistance, Boomer raised his fat hands, seizing both sides of Sun Elaine's bouncing, busty buttocks with a shameless grip. "Fairy, since you've already been fucked by me, let's do it to the end?" he leered, his voice dripping with crude audacity. "This Fatty's pretty sure our Brother Zephyr dreams to see this scene very much." The mention of Zephyr's name sent a shock through Sun Elaine, her golden eyes flickering with a mix of shame and confusion, the soul-bind's influence amplifying the perverse allure of his words. Boomer's hands gripped her delicate, full buttocks firmly, the heat of her body seeping through her sensitive skin into his obese palms, driving him to the edge of madness. The urge to pinch and fondle her tender flesh consumed him, his fingers itching to claim every inch of her divine form.
"Hmm!!!" Sun Elaine trembled violently, a soft moan escaping her lips as Boomer's hands squeezed her soft, sexy buttocks, the delicate flesh deforming under his filthy grip. The sensation of her plump, round hips—still bearing traces of girlish immaturity—being fondled so brazenly sent a shockwave through her sea of consciousness, the hot touch of his strange, mortal palms igniting a fire that threatened to drown her sanity. Each of his ten fat fingers pressed deep into her sensitive flesh, the strong, invasive feeling of being grasped and kneaded transmitting vividly to her mind, setting off a tidal wave that battered her chastity.
The sudden wave of strange heat and trembling surged through Sun Elaine's divine form. The air was thick with the musky scent of arousal, clashing with the faint lotus fragrance of her celestial presence, a heady backdrop to the profane spectacle unfolding.
"Fairy, fairy, your butt is so soft!" Boomer crowed, his voice thick with lewd ecstasy as his fat hands greedily kneaded her juicy, peach-like buttocks. His fingers pinched, squeezed, pressed, and fondled her tender flesh at will, ravaging the moon-white hips that should have been revered from afar by mortal men. The celestial innocence of her perfect, busty buttocks was now subject to his obscene whims, the plump flesh reddening under his relentless grip, molded into lascivious shapes that defied her divine sanctity.
Sun Elaine's delicate, goddess-like buttocks, bore the marks of Boomer's filthy hands, his fingers embedding deeply into her sensitive flesh. Each time he loosened his grip, her hips rebounded with a lewd elasticity, quickly regaining their round, full shape, marred only by ten vivid red fingerprints that stood as a testament to his violation. Undeterred, Boomer's hands darted back, pinching and squeezing her plump buttocks with renewed greed, his obese palms reveling in the heat and softness of her divine form.
"Ahh! Hey, let... let go!" Sun Elaine gasped, her cheeks burning a deep crimson, her rosy lips parting as she breathed rapidly, her breath carrying a floral fragrance that clashed with the chamber's heavy musk. Her cold, delicate face, once a mask of celestial composure, was now dyed red with lust. Her slender, moon-white hands pressed against Boomer's obese chest, struggling to support her trembling body in a gesture of resistance. The shame intensified as she felt his giant, black cock—fully erect and throbbing with heat—press tightly against her lower abdomen. The thick, long, and searingly hot penis radiated a terrifying lustful energy, its sheer size and power overwhelming her senses. Compared to Zephyr Zinger's modest member, Boomer's was monstrously bigger, thicker, longer, and stronger. The sight and feel of it sent a jolt through her, her body aching with an unwanted arousal that clashed with her innocent instincts.
"My fairy, look. Brother Zephyr must not want you to go back like this, you know exactly what he wants, right?!" Boomer taunted, his voice laced with jealous pride. He envied Zephyr for marrying such a celestial beauty, yet gloated in the knowledge that Zephyr's weird fetish had delivered Sun Elaine into his arms. The thought of defiling the world's most beautiful fairy, her sexy, round thighs spread atop his belly, her innocent lower abdomen pressed against his throbbing cock, filled him with a smug satisfaction. His hands continued to fondle her busty buttocks, his fingers greedily exploring every curve, savoring the tender, perky flesh with a lewd mind. "It's just crazy that if I tell others about this, no one would believe that a mortal fatty like me can go to bed with a beautiful immortal fairy, fuck her hard, thrust deep into her pussy, and play her round, busty ass," the fat man boasted, his fingers rubbing and squeezing repeatedly, each motion a deliberate violation of her divine purity.
Boomer Boner let slip a string of filthy, vulgar words, the kind he typically reserved for crude banter with his brothel-frequenting cronies. In those high end royal taverns, they'd leer over tankards of ale, boasting about the whores whose white, round buttocks were the most enjoyable to fondle and play with, their laughter echoing with depravity. Now, those same obscene phrases spilled from his lips as he kneaded Sun Elaine's divine hips, his fat fingers digging into her moon-white flesh with lewd abandon. The words hung in the air, a stark violation of her celestial sanctity, and Boomer's heart lurched with sudden dread, his massive, throbbing cock faltering as fear gripped him. He braced for her wrath, recalling yesterday's humiliation when her divine indignation had sent him crashing to the ground, pinned by an immortal spell until the moon hung high in the sky.
To his astonishment, Sun Elaine's reaction defied his expectations. Her cheeks, already flushed a deep crimson, burned even brighter, her golden eyes flickering with a mix of shame and something darker—an unwilling spark of lust ignited by his vulgar words. The crude terms—"fuck pussy" or "play the ass"—seemed to pierce her divine composure, amplifying her body's betrayal.
Wow! Does this fairy like vulgarity?!
Boomer's mind raced with ecstatic disbelief, his fear giving way to a surge of bold confidence. "Fairy," he ventured carefully, his voice low and teasing, "although your butt isn't that super busty, it's so soft and elastic, bouncing just right. Your skin is pure, flawless white, like snow, and I bet everyone dreams your peach is just as dazzlingly white. Aha, I can proudly tell them it's true—your peach is white as snow, and if I could fuck hard from behind…" His words dripped with crude audacity, testing the boundaries of her restraint, his fat hands continuing to knead her tender buttocks, savoring their heat and softness.
"Shut! Up!" Sun Elaine snapped.
"Uh, yes ma'am! No, yes, immortal fairy!" he stammered, his voice quaking as he dared not defy the will of Sun Elaine, whose moon-white thighs straddled his grotesque bulk. Yet, his fear quickly gave way to a bold, lewd grin, his eyes glinting with cunning. "Fairy, please, just think about Brother Zephyr. You know, it must be Brother Zephyr who asked you to come here. We both know well about Zephyr's special cuckold hobby…"
"You dare not speak his name in my presence!" Sun Elaine snapped, her voice a sharp rebuke that sliced through the chamber.
Boomer flinched, his obese face paling as he recalled yesterday's painful kick, when her immortal power had sent him sprawling, pinned to the ground by a spell until nightfall. "S-sorry, fairy!" he apologized hastily, his voice tinged with panic, but his lewd smirk soon returned, undeterred. "Umm… since things have gotten like this today, why don't we go all in while it's hot? How about just letting this humble fatty…"
Though Boomer had thrust into Sun Elaine's intimacy path earlier, the penetration had been shallow, hindered by the gauze of her gold lace dress, a fleeting taste of her divine flower bud that left him craving more. Under the haze of crazed lust, his rationality screamed that this rare opportunity—a celestial fairy in his grasp—would slip away if he didn't act swiftly. Yet, the memory of yesterday's painful punishment tempered his audacity; he no longer dared to treat the peerless goddess like a cheap whore, opting instead for cautious seduction, his words laced with flattery and temptation.
Sun Elaine, seated atop Boomer's obese belly, felt the invasive grip of his fatty hands on her delicate, busty buttocks, the heat of his palms seeping into her sensitive flesh. The monstrous cock pressed against her lower abdomen radiated a terrifying lustful attraction, sending waves of unwanted arousal through her stunning beautiful form. Her beautiful eyes, regaining a flicker of their cold, lowered to meet Boomer's fat, ugly face, locking onto his greedy, leering gaze for a tense moment.
Turning her head away, Sun Elaine's raven-black hair swayed, veiling her flushed face as she grappled with the storm within. Her rosy lips parted, and in a voice barely above a whisper, she uttered a few words that carried the weight of conflicted surrender, "Just… do it quick."