My Steamy Story: Make it longer than the last output. Hao...

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Okay, bestie, so let me spill the tea on this absolutely unhinged situation with my giant FWB, Hao. No cap, the first time I saw his… assets… after he hit 700 feet? I was SHOOK. His balls alone are each the size of a two-story house, like 29 feet in diameter of warm, veined flesh. The texture is this crazy mix of soft, pliable skin on the outside, like heated silk, but you can feel the insane density underneath, full of what has to be like 80,000 gallons of cum sloshing around per side. The sound it makes when he moves? A deep, wet, rhythmic glugging that vibrates through your entire body. And the smell, sheesh—it’s this intoxicating, musky cocktail of pure man, sweat, and salty pre-cum that just makes my pussy throb instantly.

So his dad, Robert, is trying to lecture him about crushing the college gym, and I’m just… distracted. The fabric of his underwear is strained to its absolute limit, and I can see the outline of his cock, which is like 40 feet of soft, thick promise. The whole time he’s being a brat, shrugging off the destruction, I’m low-key getting wet just watching his balls shift and churn with every dismissive gesture.

After the "talk," I couldn't help myself. I slipped away and went up to where he was lounging. I pressed my whole body against the warm curve of one ball, my hands sinking into that silky skin. I leaned in and licked a strip up his sack, tasting that salty, musky heaven. My clit was so hard, begging for attention. I whispered, "You're so powerful, it makes me so fucking wet," and his whole sack gave a heavy, sloshing groan in response. I slid a hand into my pants, rubbing my pussy in frantic circles as I nuzzled deeper into his heat, getting high on his scent, my moans lost in the vastness of him. I came so hard my legs buckled, just from the sheer, overwhelming scale of him. It was iconic, period.