RP Log - Billy Clubbins

F-Chat Log: billy clubbins, Sat Mar 23 2019 17:59:10 GMT-0400 (Eastern Daylight Time)
[14:27] Meaty Milfs: Hello there!
[14:27] Billy Clubbins: Hi
[14:27] Meaty Milfs: Would love to play with you, if you'd like!
[14:28] Billy Clubbins: Sure. What did you have in mind?
[14:31] Meaty Milfs: I was thinking something like the story your profile was based upon, but with a bit of a twist - Billy's let out onto an island resort that's highly popular with women, and he soon finds himself surrounded by loving ladies who are all too eager to be bred by him.
[14:33] Billy Clubbins: He'd have to be uncommonly endowed to handle a woman like that, let alone multiple. I doubt he'd have any problems with that.
[14:34] Meaty Milfs: Perfect~
[14:36] Billy Clubbins: Okay. So how shall we get this going?
[14:36] Meaty Milfs: Maybe with Billy sunning himself, only to be intercepted by a MILF?
[14:37] Billy Clubbins: Alright. I think I can do that. How big do you think? You know, for what he's 'packing'.
[14:38] Meaty Milfs: 2-3 feet long and six inches thick could work fine
[14:38] Billy Clubbins: Destroy a lesser woman, but these are far from lesser women. Okay
[14:39] Meaty Milfs: Mhm!~
[14:39] Billy Clubbins: Last question. is he there with a parent, or did the kid somehow go on vacation by himself?
[14:39] Meaty Milfs: By himself, I think.
[14:40] Billy Clubbins: Alright. I'll kick us off.
[14:44] Billy Clubbins lay on a soft beach towel on the pristine white sands. While it was odd to see a boy his age by himself, what was odder was his attire. He was nude except for a speedo. Now, even this wouldn't be entirely unheard of, but this was clearly custom made, for not only were they rarely made for preteens, but guaranteed nothing came off the rack designed to hold a bulge like that. It looked like her was smuggling something, but it was clearly outrageous genitalia, a masculine endowment so astounding that the veins could almost be made out through the stretchy fabric. His eyes were closed and earbuds connected him to his phone, seemingly listening to something as the sun beat down on him, his slim, boyish body glistening in the light with the sunblock he was using.
[14:50] Meaty Milfs: No sooner had the boy settled in, however, than a massive curvaceous shadow would fall over his little body like a cloud had suddenly passed over the sun; of course, the woman that the shadow belonged to looked like she was just as soft as an actual cloud, if not even more so.
"Ara ara~ Oh my goodness, you're quite the little cutie, aren't you?~" Mocha cooed, her tail swishing as she cupped her cheeks with a little squee. She had been seized with the need to investigate this little sweetheart from the moment she had spied him from the corner of her eye, and her hunch had been more than correct. His precious face, his big innocent eyes, his tiny little frame that she just wanted to scoop up and spoil... it was like he was born to draw the eyes of any woman that laid eyes on him, to say nothing about the *gargantuan* package that was visible through the fabric of his speedo!
[14:58] Billy Clubbins felt the shadow and his eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of big, bright chocolate-coloured eyes that drank in the sight of the huge cow woman above him. A motion of his head pulled the earbud from his left ear and he smiled, showing off a set of even, bright white teeth, and nodded. "Thank you ma'am." He looked around. "If you wanted to lay down, this is a great spot. The sand is really soft and comfy. Unfortunately, my beach towel is me sized, so there's far too much of you to love for you to fit on it." At the words 'much of you to love' his cock twitched once in its elastic prison, and his eyes did a quick skim over her lovely body.
[15:02] Meaty Milfs The enormous cow's eyes couldn't help but be drawn to that python's sudden twitch, her cheeks flushing pink as the wonderful sight almost made her miss what he was saying.
"O-oh, it's no trouble at all, sweetheart." She assured him with a warm smile, holding up her own towel. "I brought my own... of course, if you'd like, you can just lay down on top of me!~"
As she got down on her hands and knees to spread out her towel, Billy would be treated to the awe-inspiring sight of her gargantuan curves sliding and squishing against one another like the tectonic plates of a planet, thousands of pounds of enticingly soft flesh wobbling and jiggling mere inches away from him.
Of course, as she hunkered down, Billy would also be able to see just how MASSIVE his new friend was. She stood at a towering twelve feet tall, every inch of her figure full to bursting with fat and mammoth curves; her great pudgy belly was easily bigger around than the tire of a truck, her wide hips sporting an ass with cheeks bigger than a pair of sofa chairs and leading down into column-thick legs with even bigger, meatier thighs. Her arms were similarly thick with pudge, her hands and feet looking proportionally rather small in comparison to the rest of her bulk, while her back was padded out by layers of fat that creased into folds and love handles along her sides, but her breasts were easily her largest feature; each one of those mammoth mammaries was bigger than a cask of wine, capped with teats bigger than tennis balls that were dripping a few droplets of milk. A mane of wild black hair tumbled down her back, while her face was soft and welcoming, her almond eyes shining with warmth and friendliness as she laid out on her towel, her curves rising above her like a living mountain range.
[15:11] Billy Clubbins watched the motions, his eyes darting to every jiggle and wobble they could feasibly catch. He was familiar with the feminine form, and there was a lot here to be familiar with. He mulled over the offer for a moment and, once she was settled, he popped up, causing a quake of the monster in his nearly-inadequate garment. He tilted his head cutely as he looked her over. He lowered himself a bit with a nod, then gave a small battle cry and ran forward, jumping and using all four limbs to scale her like a rock-climbing wall. His lithe and surprisingly strong limbs and low body weight made it easy enough for him to get on top, even given the size of his mountain. With a small sigh, he settled down in the three-fold valley formed by her breasts and belly, settling in happily. he even fluffed her right tit like a pillow as he rested his head on it. He was, in fact, so comfortable on his warm, squishy perch, that he didn't even notice that his bathing suit had slipped in the climb and two and a half feet of boy-dick flopped on to her belly. And he was still mostly flaccid. He raised his head and looked to the side, then up at her. "Can you grab my drink, Ma'am? I forgot it down there." A small carton of chocolate milk rested beside where he had been.
[15:25] Meaty Milfs couldn't help but giggle softly at the boy's enthusiasm as he literally threw himself upon her and climbed her bulk like a spider monkey with a cock it had stolen from a horse. Goodnesss, he had spirit; even now, though, the feeling of that mammoth package grinding against her soft pudge sent a feeling of warmth through her system, a shiver down her spine. Every grasped handful of fat, every thump of his heart that caused his wrapped-up cock to twitch against her skin sent another little surge of arousal through her body - big as she was, Billy was quickly wearing her down.
Even so, she smiled warmly at the boy as he snuggled up amidst her great belly and even greater breasts; the poor overtaxed string of her bikini top that stretched between her mammoth mammaries could practically serve as a seatbelt for the little guy! As she looked down at little Billy, however, she could only stare in shock at the sheer SIZE of the boy's newly-unleashed member, feeling its weight as it fell onto her stomach and actually sent a few small ripples through the pillowy fat. This little guy was just full of surprises, it seemed!~
His request, however, was simple enough to grant; Mocha's long thick arms made picking up the carton and handing it to its rightful owner a breeze.
"So, what's your name, sweetheart?" She asked curiously.
[15:32] Billy Clubbins took the beverage and downed a sip, leaving him with a small milk moustache which he wiped away with a forearm. He looked around for a moment before tucking the carton into her cleavage, letting the force from either side keep it in place before sighing happily and nuzzling in. "Billy, ma'am. Billy Clubbins. My teacher called me 'Blunt Weapon' before she had to leave school to go have the babies." He finally noticed that his cock had direct contact with soft, warm flesh and looked down. he debated for a moment on tucking it back in, but figured it would be too much of a hassle; putting his speedo on was all but impossible unless he was completely flaccid, and he had a bit of a chubby. Not enough to be erect or anywhere near full size, but just enough to make putting his bathing suit back on a royal pain. He looked from his wardrobe malfunction to her, gazing at her through the deep valley of her cleavage, around his milk. "What's your name, Ma'am?"
[15:37] Meaty Milfs raised an eyebrow at the casual remark about babies, but figured that asking laid within the catalogue of memories and experiences that lay within every individual, known to all as "none of your business." As he asked her name, though, she was happy to reply.
"I'm Mocha; it's a pleasure to meet you, Billy!" She beamed, reaching down with one large hand to gently pat the boy on his head. Out of the corner of her eye, though, she noticed that his package had swelled just a little bit larger, and that wardrobe malfunctions like this seemed common enough for little Billy that he was no longer troubled too much by them. Her interest piqued, the bubbly cow went right for the heart of the matter.
"Do you need something to help you cover up, honey?"
[15:43] Billy Clubbins looks around and shrugs again. "There's no one around to see it and I don't mind. If you're offended by it being out, we can use my towel." His towel would actually have to cover it lengthwise. "But if you've got no problem with it, we can keep it out instead. It doesn't hurt to tan it as well." He places a finger on his chin "But I'd have to put some sun screen on it. If I'm going to cover it, I'll need my towel, otherwise, I'll need the sunblock from my bag. If you don't mind, Miss Mocha."
[15:52] Meaty Milfs shrugged ambivalently, not wanting to out-and-out say that she'd much prefer he stay naked for obvious reasons. Of course, if he was going commando, then why should she stay clothed?
"I'm fine with letting it stay out; if it's okay with you, then I'd prefer to take off this old thing." She replied, gesturing down to her badly overtaxed swimsuit. "I swear, it feels like it's getting smaller by the hour..."
Just like before, though, Mocha was more than happy to oblige Billy's request; her tail reached into the boy's bag by his towel and curled around a bottle of sunscreen, hoisting it up and passing it to the little guy.
[15:56] Billy Clubbins took the bottle with a polite "Thank you, Miss Mocha." and tugged his speedo completely off. As expected of one who sunbathed in a speedo, he had some tanlines, meaning the area of his butt and groin was paler than the rest of him, though not overly so. The cap of the bottle opened with a 'click-pop' and gave a small sound, like a church fart as he squirted out a palm full of the stuff. Placing the bottle aside, he rubbed his hands together, layering them with the stuff, and began to slowly stroke himself, covering his prodigious length with glistening, edible, vanilla flavoured sunscreen. Given his small hands and large tool, this took time, and while he was at it, his tongue stuck cutely out of his mouth. His cock periodically pulsed and got just a smidge harder as he rubbed the protective stuff on.
[15:57] Billy Clubbins: "Go ahead, Miss Mocha. If I'm naked, you can be too."
[16:20] Meaty Milfs couldn't take her eyes off of Billy's lazily twitching member as his skilled little hands ran along its tremendous length, her face feeling like it was about to catch on fire as the oily sheen of his womb-filling member drew in her pent-up gaze like metal filings to a magnet. For the second time in just a few minutes, she almost didn't hear what the boy had to say.
"O-oh, thank you sweetie!" She smiled, doing her best to try and sound casual and like she hadn't just been staring at a boy's cock for several uninterrupted seconds. She reached down and undid the straps of her bikini bottom before drawing them out from underneath her gargantuan ass, slowly setting the garment aside and revealing just the faintest glimpse of her glistening lower lips to Billy from behind the soft fat of her paunch. Next was her top, which offered a significantly greater challenge....
"Billy, sweetie... could you help me with my top? I can't really undo the straps from the back without knocking you over, but... I can't exactly reach the straps in the front."
[16:26] Billy Clubbins finished coating his member just as the request came in. he smiled and got up on his knees, his tremendous length resting in her cleavage as he shuffled forward on his knees. His new position would make it clear that what lay behind his cock was equally as impressive, a pair of staggeringly huge nuts dragging across her plush bell as he approached her bikini. "I can help you with that." His nimble fingers work in to the knot on her top and easily undo it. He dragged the halves of the top across her tits to flop down, his hands making contact with her nipples as he did. With both of them nude, he went back to relaxing, but changed his position. He moved his milk and actually settled in to the valley of her cleavage, letting her soft tits press in on him from all sides. His cock slowly hardened at the sheer softness around him, the slowly erecting flesh rubbing against the fleshy walls of his coccoon.
[16:57] Meaty Milfs: (Apologies for the silence, got called away)
[16:57] Billy Clubbins: (No worries, it happens)
[17:16] Meaty Milfs cooed softly as her enormous breasts were freed, the enormous mammaries seemingly expanding outwards a bit as soon as they were free of their constricting confines with the faint liquid sloshing of what had to be gallons and gallons of milk locked within the gargantuan orbs of chocolate flesh. The sensation of Billy's swollen balls sliding along her belly and of his hands ghosting along her sensitive nipples, however, sent another shiver of arousal through poor Mocha's massive frame, forcing her to bite back a moan of pleasure.
"Th-thank you..." She managed to squeak out as the boy moved back into his spot... only to move in and surround himself with her enormous tits, where Mocha could easily feel his mighty cock slowly growing harder and harder by the minute.
[17:25] Billy Clubbins moved around slowly as he relaxed, every inch of his body smothered in and making contact with squishy titflesh. He snuggled in happily, his hands drawing nonsense designs on the fleshy walls. His cock continued to expand. it took some time, but it grew to be as hard as an iron bar and an even 3 feet long, to the point where it actually extended out of her cleavage. his eyes were closed, but he cracked one open as he felt the sea breeze on his enormous cockhead, then shrugged and relaxed again, her breathing and shivers of arousal massaging his body. He figured if she was looking for a boinking, she would make the first move. He was raised, after all, to respect women.
[17:33] Meaty Milfs stared openmouthed at the slowly-rising monolith of thick throbbing kiddycock, her heart thundering in her ears as the enormous member swelled to its full colossal size. The growing heat in between her legs had graduated into a roaring inferno, her breath becoming ragged as years of pent-up sexual frustration rose to the surface.
"S-so... big...." She breathlessly murmured, relentlessly tracking the sway and bounce of Billy's package as it moved with each breath he took.
[17:40] Billy Clubbins spoke up, his voice echoing out from deep within her cleavage. "You know, Miss Mocha. If you want to touch it, I won't stop you." It twitches as he talks, disgorging a glob of precum greater in volume and consistency to an average male's cumshot. He slowly turns around in her marshmallow-like embrace and holds himself up by an arm on each tit. His cock extends out over her face, casting a shadow over her as she had earlier over him. He is the largest she has seen, and it belongs on someone many times his size, but it is on him and the comfort with which he maneuvers it speaks to an adjustment to it. Pulling himself out of her cleavage, he sits on her right tit, letting his cock rest on her face, still releasing precum on to the sand past her head. One of his hands finds her nipple and begins to tentatively play with it.
[17:53] Meaty Milfs lets out a soft mewl of pleasure as Billy's fingers wrap around her teat; it doesn't take long for rich creamy milk to start to dribble out from her fat nipple and onto his hand as the huge cow practically melts in his grasp. The added stimulation finally pushed Mocha over the edge, an almost drunken lustful coo escaping as she leaned forwards as best she could and opened her mouth wide, her plump lips wrapping around the boy's pillar of a cock and slowly sliding farther and farther down its length. The fat mushroom head of his member slipped between her tonsils and into her throat without any issue as the holstaur's head began to bob up and down upon his length, her tongue gently caressing the underbelly of his shaft to bring him even further pleasure.
[17:54] Billy Clubbins: (Damn it, I'm sorry. I have to go and get started on supper.)
[17:56] Billy Clubbins: (I'm enjoying this, but I'm getting hungry. I'm going to bookmark you and save the logs. Hopefully we can continue soon.)