Major Pump Part 8

Hey Studs and Sluts,

As promised - Major Pump part 8! Enjoy!

Vinicius had been twitching in a most unsettling way when the mega-jugged latex nurses carried him away. Lex had caught sight of his eyeballs, and could only see white.

The STUDS had all seen the same thing. Pump had already dispensed of two of their number with barely any sexual contact whatever – the sheer force of her confident bimbo hypersexuality, and the unlucky – underpowered – STUDS that had been unfortunate enough to be dragged off to the infirmary, couldn’t withstand the merest acquaintance with her sizzling, scalding, sexual prowess. These were the weak that had been weeded out. The dynamic had changed. The dozen alpha cocksmiths against the single stacked hyper-sexual fuckdoll had looked a foregone conclusion. Immediately, they had been whittled down to ten, and Pump had barely lifted a fingernail, let alone broken sweat. It was AP that had pumped Maggot’s cock into a turgid, monstrous, hypertrophic cock-column that had exploded because its bearer couldn’t stand the weight of its own magnificence, and Vinicius hadn’t so much as groped Pump’s enormous spheroid fuck-pillows before busting his nuts out of his cockend. Neither had been a stranger to the charms of fuck-me stacked bimbo sluts.

But at ten to one, they still liked their chances. Or if they didn’t they were going to go down swinging.  

The moment Pump’s words echoed through the room, the ten remaining STUDs liquified into a single entity of jacked bodies and pumping muscles, their cocks monstrously erect and ready to see action with the superior porno vixen. Their eyes gleamed with hunger as they neared her, their tongues sweeping over their mouths, tasting her presence. There was a slick, oily sound as ten gigantic, pre-cum oozing lengths were stoked and jacked luxuriatingly.

Adrenaline coursed through Pump’s veins as the other STUDs surrounded her, the erect mass of prime-grade tubesteak dripping and twitching with anticipation, like a brawny, vascular overdeveloped spear wall facing her. She smirked, her lips parted, and her eyes locked with theirs, daring them to take the first step. The air was thick with testosterone and desire, a potent cocktail that only added to the unbearable tension.

Slowly, Pump extended her hand, beckoning them to take the lead.

‘I am not going to tell you guys again.’

As if on cue, the STUDs swooped in, their bodies surrounding hers in a writhing mass of muscles, skin, and desire. They circled her, ten around one, and all Pump could see in front of her was a wall of gleaming muscles – boulder shoulders, thick, chiselled abs, huge, jutting pecs, broad, V-shaped backs, bulging traps and delts – and huge, thick, hard *MONSTER* flesh poles.

At first they stayed there, a monster cock’s length distance, letting their vast, long flesh poles point and poke at her. Pump smirked. AP and Jawbreaker were in front of her, and their enormous, heavy, vein-wreathed obsidian phalluses both poked against her massive, basketball-sized bimbo gazongas, the bulging crowns both prodding into the firm, taut flesh of the globes, barely indenting it. She could feel four more poking against the rounded spheres of her bubble booty, two probing into each of the glistening, gleaming, muscular, round glutes, and then another inserted itself into the deep valley of her ass cleavage, thrusting in a hotdogging her butt. She could feel the drooling head bumping against her lower back. Lex, McGraw and Viktor thrust in from each side and poked upwards at her face. Pump smirked again.

Their cocks danced around her, rubbing against her taut, supply, smooth, tanned, gleaming skin, and she revelled in the sensation. Their shafts, slick with gooey precum, slipped and slid against her skin, leaving trails of pre-ejaculate as they traced across her bulging tits, round ass, and tight, sculptured abs. Then, as if a signal had been given, the STUDs began to thrust, their erections sliding against her skin, their movements slow and deliberate. The STUD hotdogging her from behind grew more intense, sawing his monster fuck pipe between her assbomb cleavage, and she started to hump and twerk her plump, round, assmeat, tensing her booty occasionally to clasp the thick cum-cannon between it, the action making the other dicks probing it pump up and down, attached to the glossy flesh of her booty globes with silvery filaments of precum. Ten got slightly behind and to the side of her, and took her horizontally, laying his monster meat spear laterally across the top of both her butt-globes, and sawed his rock-hard hyper-fuck log back and forth, the bloated, vascular length of fleshy meat sliding against the shaft of the one humping her ass-cleavage. She took hold of a massive phallus on each side of her – McGraw and Viktor – and started to stroke each expertly, sliding her hands up and down the lengths with expert skill, twisting and twining at the tip and rolling her thumbs under the smooth, curved glans of each obscenely inflated organ, pulling thick, gluey strings of precum out of the weeping bell-ends with every pass. There was more hard, meaty dick sampling her slick, tight, bulging-curved bimbo body than there were big hands passing over her flesh, but Lex made sure to sweep his palm over one of her absolutely immense duck globes, staggered at the heaviness, solidity, and firmness of the thing. Brad Arblaster shouldered in between AP and Lex, and smacked his enormous, raging, rockhard cum-tube between the steamingly horny stut’s gargantuan mega boobs, just inserting the first eight inches of the turgid fuck stick directly and horizontally into her cleavage rather than thrusting it up, and was amazed how far it penetrated between the pair of fuck bags before the spongy head thumped against her chest.

‘Fucken’ whore…’

‘You’re gonna take all this meat baby, every fucking inch!’

‘Fucking dumb whore, nnnghghg… fucking stroke it.’

‘This ass is fucking intense-off-the-scale… so much fucking round assmeat – SLUT!!!’

The STUDS were beginning to get in the groove, even more ecstatically turned and horned up now that the formalities were over and they were allowed full access to the honed curves of the pumped up fuckdoll that had been teasing the shit out of them at the start. Moans, curses groans and a hubbub almost goon-dumb ‘nnnngghghghghhs’ were sounding out around the circle, and their overdeveloped and hypermasculine bodies were now slick with oily sweat, enormous physiques dappled with it, as the liquid started to bubble on their body as steam began to emanate from them.

‘Fucking get down, bitch!’ McGraw instructed.

‘Yeah, on your knees, slut!’ Viktor echoed.

‘You guys gonna use me, huh?’ Pump said, pumped-up fleshy bimbo lips parting as she caught their gazes one by one, sexy eyes flashing with fuck-me intensity as she bared her teeth in a smirk-snarl, ‘you want to use my face, is that it? See how many dicks you can fit inside at one time? Use this fuckdoll body, huh? You guys wanna fuck me up? You sure you can take it?’

‘Get fucking down…’ AP told her. He was a man of few words, but when he spoke, he meant it.

‘OoooOO yeah…’ Pump said.

Pump descended. Giving AP scalding eye contact, the pneumatic military fuckdoll cockbreaker grinned and then ever so slowly slid onto her haunches, sliding her round bubble bimbo booty out behind her first in a stripper swirl, the round sweep of her jutting ass gliding gloriously, globes sticking out, and then Pump was squatting on her eight-inch platform-soled whore sandals in the middle of the horde of brawny cocksmiths.

Looking up and around, the tattooed blonde fuck doll was in a forest of muscular, thick, tree-trunk legs, quads and thighs bulging, as all around her, at eye level, ten incredibly turgid, veiny poles of flesh were pointed directly at her.

They put them all over her face.

Big Dog gave his characteristic berserk Wildman howl – ‘AWWWOOOOO!!!’ as he smacked the tip of his bloated bell end over Pump’s right cheek, the thick glans slapping into it with a heavy, wet THHWAAKK. Viktor, massive prong now, incredibly, even harder, did the same from the other side, hammering his rounded cock end five times into Pump’s left cheek – THWAKTHWAKTHWAKTHWAK – while AP pushed his fast, black, fleshy, glistening python towards Pump’s plump bimbo lips, only to find that he was vying for that orifice with two other studs – Lex himself, and Jawbreaker, the three meaty, obsidian lengths all jostling at her gorgeous, ripe, plump dicksuckers. Brad Arblaster had been shunted out of the way by the three huge alpha beasts, but still managed to prod his in too, a little more from the side, and his bulky, monster flesh-mast sat on top of the trio of engorged, smooth bell ends for a few seconds as other dicks soon speared into contention. Ten and Chezza, both located just behind each one of Pump’s shoulders, laid their monster meat sticks either side on the top of Pump’s head, and then Diogenes, who was most directly behind Pump, lofted his own massive cum-gun and smacked it on top of Pump’s head from behind, putting his thumbs either side of it as his fingers pressed her skull and started to hew it back and forth. Chet Tripplehorn slid his dick in from an angle and the thing just beat McGraw’s cock tip to where it was sliding upwards to plug Pump’s eyesocket, the tip of the two monster shafts bounding together.     

Opening her luscious mouth to accept the trio of dicks vying for insertion between her lips, AP, Lex and Jawbreaker plunged their shafts together, and Pump’s mouth bloated as the plump, spongy crowns of the black rocket cocks all smooched and smooshed together, nudging and squidging all over each other as they tried to shove them in her mouth at the same time. It was a massive mouthful and the three grunted as their slick cock tips slid together, neither able to get enough purchase, even as Pump’s bimbo lips were stretched from their perfect, plump, pillowy shape into elastic thinness as the girthsome trio tried to insert their dicks. Brad Arblaster smacked his dick on top of the three meaty heads, up and down, as their toil continued, as Diogenes got his own meaty cum-tip lodged hard in Pump’s other eyeball, by which time Diogenes had thrust forwards over Pump’s skull enough that his bloated spunk-cannon was weeping enough gluey precum to be attached to the tip of Pump’s nose from above.

Tripplehorn and Viktor high-fived above Pump, both delighted at the way that each one of their swollen, spongy, glistening glans-tips had each wedged over Pump’s eyesockets, blinding the whore, while Ten and Chezza slid their monster pricks together over the top of Pump’s head, the massive, slick shafts contacting each other, veiny length against veiny length, underneath Diogenes’s shaft. Dicks were now just completely inundating Pump from all angles, a mass of huge, hard, heavy shafts prodding, poking, slapping and sliding all over her face.

Unbelievably, the vixen hyperslut managed to engage her gorge to a manner that none of the STUDS had previously witnessed, opening her jaw and managing to get the three brutal mega cocks all into her mouth at the same time, AP, Lex and Jawbreaker all hoarsely groaning as there was a thick, meaty popping sound of Pumps lips and cheeks expanding and the three mutant monstercocks snugly being enveloped inside her mouth, squeezed together. Instantly, Pump’s cheeks bulged monstrously, both sides of her face bloating, and McGraw ran the tip of his own shaft in circles around one of the smooth tentings of flesh as drool started to rope out of Pump’s bottom lip and over her monster, inflated tits. Lex shunted forwards but found it hard to get any purchase as Jawbreaker and AP were doing the same thing, and the three bell-ends squished about sloppily inside the cock-breaking whore’s engorged maw, three massive black fuck pipes penetrating Pump’s face, while Pump’s roving hands reached behind her head and found Chezza and Ten’s cocks, took each about halfway down the shaft, and started swirling them over and around each other in circular motions as Diogenes’s ballsack flopped onto her forehead from above. Arblaster lodged his turgid shaft between AP and Jawbreaker’s brutal black lengths, threading the log between the pair of massive phalluses, and Lex could feel the meaty tip nudging against his own monster hog as the STUD used their dick meat to jack his own log. Diogenes was now slapping his cock into Pump’s eyeball, only to be nudged out of the way when Chet, from the other side, laid the entireity of the underside of his length over both of Pump’s eyes, while Diogenes’s massive, bloated phallus disgorged a rope of translucent precum all over it.

The shafts were everywhere around Pump, jostling, jousting, frotting, and a thick web of precum and slobber was starting to form between them, glistening ropes and laces of the stuff connecting her face and the dicks together.