Ellagance

Ella began to move towards him, and he watched in awe as her cock slapped against her legs with each step, causing her powerful thighs to ripple and jiggle from the contact. Once she reached the bed, Ella gracefully swung one leg over his body, and lowered herself onto him, sitting just below his chest. He felt the full force of her weight pressing against his torso, her huge, soft ass engulfing his stomach completely. His eyes had remained laser focused on her cock, which was now resting on his chest, her shaft bearing down on his sternum and snaking up past his collarbones. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the head of her monument pushing up against the bottom of his chin. He could barely breathe, his lungs struggling to draw air under the pressure. With difficulty, he pulled his eyes away from what he could see of her member, and his gaze travelled up past her muscled stomach and between the valley of her mountainous breasts, where he could see Ella's face looking hungrily down at him from far above.

Ella opened her mouth to talk, but Harry found himself following her commands without her needing to voice them -- he understood what she wanted him to do. He reached his hands towards her flaccid penis, placing one at her base and the other halfway up her shaft. The same mixture of fear and excitement coursed through him once more as he wrapped his hands as far as he could around her soft, fleshy member, and realised that his fingers and thumbs couldn't fully encompass her girth even when he squeezed as tightly as possible. He could feel her power radiating through her cock, and he knew that even if he tried, he would not be able to release her shaft from his grip unless she wanted him to, as though rooted in place by some euphoric electrical current. Bracing himself for the unbearably intense waves of pain and pleasure he knew he was about to experience, he lifted the heavy weight from off his chest, and carefully placed his mouth at the tip of Ella's penis.

For a small moment, the world stopped spinning. Harry heard a sharp intake of breath, followed by a haunting, growling moan as Ella parted her lips and leaned her head back. Harry was overcome by the desire to please her, to do whatever it took to satisfy her. He knew in that moment he was hers, and would be for the rest of his life.

Harry felt his hands start to tremble, before realising Ella's cock was vibrating, pulsing, throbbing, each thick vein slowly growing thicker -- with each wave Harry felt flow through her rod, his hands were forced to widen their grip further and further, as her immense cock began to stiffen. Not only was it becoming thicker, but also longer, and soon enough the force of her expanding phallus prized Harry's lips apart, pushing against his tongue. His mouth crackled with electricity as he began to work his tongue in circles around the velvety flesh of her glans. Her still growing cock began to fill his mouth, forcing his jaw wider and pressing against the inside of his cheeks.

He soon realised he would have to forgo breathing entirely, and was now at the mercy of Ella's hardening member. He began to gag and splutter as he felt the pressure now being applied to the back of his throat. His eyes, watering with pain, opened wide with shock as he realised that Ella's cock had grown so large that not even both his hands together could stretch far enough to fully enclose around her shaft. He ran his hands up and down her length as his mouth was forced to accommodate more of her than he'd ever thought possible. She was now rock hard, and substantially longer than his forearm. He stroked her from base to head, marvelling at the feel of it, the heat emanating from each fat vein, the way it gracefully became thicker as his hands moved further along her shaft before slimming down again as he got closer to the glorious ridges of her cock's head.

These were sensations unlike anything Harry could have imagined. His whole body was burning, all his energy being sucked into tending his Goddess's throbbing pillar of lust. He looked up at Ella, who seemed to almost glow with a glorious golden sheen. He met her eyes, and his mind burst with joy -- he knew he was pleasing her, he knew he was giving her pleasure, and nothing else in the world mattered to him other than giving her what she wanted. He watched in ecstasy as she quivered gently with satisfaction, causing her prodigious tits to ripple and bounce above him, her face forming an expression of bliss as her cock rammed against the back of Harry's throat.

Without warning, she began to shift herself further down Harry's body until she sat on the bed between his legs. Harry experienced a brief moment of respite as her weight left his body and her cock pulled away from his mouth, allowing his jaw to close. The relief was only momentary, as before he had the chance to appreciate how good it felt to be able to breathe again, he found himself unable to bear being away from her towering phallus, overcome by the need to have it suffocate him once more. He felt Ella's strong hands reach behind his neck and pull him upwards, so they now both sat facing each other, her legs on top of his. Her erect cock rested just below his collarbone, nestled within the cleavage of her vast, soft breasts which were squished against his chest despite the fact Ella was now leaning back in an attempt to accommodate her immense attributes. Glancing down, Harry couldn't help but let out a small laugh as he saw his own erect penis was entirely concealed beneath the sack of Ella's weighty balls, which he now noticed had more than doubled in size and were throbbing, expanding and contracting almost as though they were breathing.

"Are you ready to please me, Harry?" Ella asked gently, her soft voice contrasting with the violent hunger in her eyes.

He didn't need to answer -- the look he gave her was enough. He was going to do whatever it took to perform the impossible, to somehow fit the mammoth monument of meat that stood upright between them inside his body.

Swiftly, Ella's arms reached under his own, and effortlessly lifted Harry up into the air.

"I'll be gentle, sweetie', she whispered, 'at least to start with."

Slowly, softly, she began to lower Harry towards the head of her colossal cock. As he felt her push against his entrance, he was grateful that the saliva left from his failed attempt to fit her in his mouth had at least provided some form of lubrication. With the tip of her cock placed firmly against Harry's entrance, Ella carefully leant forward, laying him back down on the bed. Shaking with anticipation and fear, Harry closed his eyes and attempted to mentally prepare himself for whatever sensation he was about to experience.

When Ella first entered him he didn't feel much besides the waves of pleasure and pain that had consumed him ever since she had entered his room. In the brief moment before the sensation registered in his mind, he realised that that was because his body had yet to process the pain he was experiencing, had been too overwhelmed by every single nerve in his body exploding to communicate to his mind what he was feeling. But now he knew. For what felt like an eternity, all he knew was pain -- and then, nothing. He blacked out. When he came to, the pain was still there, but even more powerful was the pleasure. Ella had managed to squeeze the head of her gargantuan cock inside him, and despite the sensation of his entire body being ablaze with pain, he felt like he was experiencing a thousand of the best orgasms anyone could ever have all at once. He was unable to stop himself from screaming and shaking with pleasure, and he did not want to stop -- he opened his eyes to see his little cock, twitching and shaking, spurting and spluttering out a constant dribble of cum as his body bounced and spasmed on the tip of Ella's monstrous member.

As he lay on his back, his mind numb with pleasure, he thought about how he would never in his life be able to do anything other than obsess over the girl in front of him. The girl slowly pushing her giant cock deeper inside him, millimetre by millimetre, was now his whole world. He looked into her eyes, trying to express the sheer depths of his gratitude, to express without words that he was, now and forever, her slut, her obedient little sex slave. He wanted nothing but to please her, and he would beg for his reward -- the feeling of being filled by her, the magic he felt flowing through his limbs, his torso, his fingers and toes, throughout every fibre of his being. Nothing made him happier than the thought he was worthy of being used by her, his goddess, his muscled Amazon, his curvaceous Aphrodite.

Despite the agony of his internal organs being pushed roughly aside, he knew he needed even more of Ella's thick cock inside him. He was willing to die if that was what it took. Looking deep into her eyes with a ravenous hunger that now matched her own, he used every ounce of strength left in him to begin to beg.

"Please... Ella... use me. Fuck me, fill me, I need to be be ruined by you..."

Ella paused for a moment, her pretty face ever so slightly sweaty from the effort of squeezing the head of her gargantuan member in such a small space.

"Good boy... my pretty little slut...", Ella purred. "You're going to please me now, Harry. I'm going to ruin you."

Suddenly, her hips rocked forward, her colossal tits swaying outward above her rock hard abs as in one motion she plunged her cock deep into Harry's body. This time, Harry didn't black out. This time, Harry ascended beyond mortal sensations, the intensity of his pleasure far greater than it was possible for him to comprehend. He watched in elated bliss as his stomach bulged outwards to accommodate every last inch of his goddess's gargantuan cock, revelling in the ecstasy of seeing and feeling every sinew, every vein, the ridges of her glans, the shape and thickness of her monument, visibly imprinted onto his torso. He felt her ram against his sternum -- if she'd wanted to, she could have stood up and danced around the room with Harry's whole body wrapped around her cock.

The moment she began to pull back out, Harry felt the void inside him, a feeling of complete unbearable emptiness. Before he could scream out that he needed to be filled, that this feeling of not being entirely skewered by Ella's divine cock was too much to bear, he felt her begin to thrust back into him once more, and he wept with joy as he realised she was plunging into him even harder and deeper than she had before. Soon she had both her hands on Harry's waist, lifting his hips into the air, and was pumping ferociously. Her celestial breasts were bouncing and swinging with each thrust, making thunderous slapping sounds as they thumped against her torso. Her wild blonde hair clung to her perfect face as a sheen of sweat began to cover her glorious body, a golden glowing deity. Harry could hear her ass clapping as she drove into him again and again, recoiling vigorously against her thighs. He felt her balls swinging and thumping against his lower back with the power of a cannon, and watched with glee as his stomach rose and fell over and over each time Ella's magnificent member was buried deep inside him.

He had not stopped orgasming for what seemed like hours, his prick jerking and shuddering as it oozed a steady stream of cum onto his crotch. He felt like an electrified rag doll, flailing and convulsing on Ella's cock, his arms and legs dangling as his head lolled back in bliss. He needed this to last forever. He could never return to the life he had before -- he knew now his only purpose was to be filled by Ella, used by her, every moment he spent doing anything else would be useless, unfulfilling, suffering nothingness. He would spend his life waiting longingly for the next time his Goddess allowed him to serve her once again.

Ella had been delving in an out of him for an eternity, her momentum gradually increasing as she slowly lost herself in haze of animalistic lust. Eventually her hips became a blur, her cock plunging into Harry's body so quickly his stomach appeared permanently bulged in the shape of her member. Suddenly Ella's pace slowed, and Harry felt her cock increase even further in size, pulsing, a monstrous heart beating and throbbing inside him. He heard a long, low moan escape her lips as her grip on his waist became stronger, threatening to crush his pelvis to dust. Her entire body began to shake and vibrate, her billowing breasts and bum becoming a sea of rippling, wobbling, velvety flesh. Harry could sense Ella's balls churning as they dangled below him, swelling to outrageous proportions, ready to unload a glorious river of cum...

Ella stopped. Her eyes rolled towards the back of her head, and for a moment, they both remained still, her cock buried the furthest inside him it had ever been, enjoying the sensations coursing through their bodies. Then, she exploded. She groaned with pleasure and Harry made noises he didn't know he was capable of. One, two, three, four... endless ropes of thick, viscous liquid erupted from Ella's cock, and soon Harry's body overflowed with delicious, hot cum. Before long it became impossible to contain the sheer volume being released from Ella's gargantuan member, which showed no signs of stopping. Harry's stomach ballooned outwards, expanding from the force of gallons and gallons of his Goddess's ambrosia being pumped into him. Before long, even Ella's cock could no longer withstand the pressure, and was forced out from Harry's ruined hole, still expelling thick hot ropes which now fell on Harry's face and bulging belly. He lay slumped on the bed, bathing in the puddles of delicious liquid being rained down upon him, relishing the feeling of his engorged stomach slowly deflating as sticky sweet cum flooded out from his gaping ass.

Once Ella had finally unloaded every last ounce of her precious cum, she slumped forward in exhaustion. Harry, crushed under the weight of her magnificent body and drenched from head to toe with her delicious seed, began to softly beg.

"Please, my queen, own me... I need to know I belong to you... please, I need you. I need to be yours..."

Her felt her arms wrap around him, pulling him close to her chest. He felt the softness of her breasts pressing against his body as he sunk into the valley of her cleavage, rejoicing in the powerlessness of being held by her, of knowing her strong arms could squeeze and snap him in an instant. His crotch pressed against her stomach, his shuddering cock falling in between the ridges of her rock hard abs, still oozing a tiny dribble of cum. The heavenly scent of her lust consumed his senses, causing him to drift slowly to sleep.

Just before Harry lost consciousness completely, Ella's tinkling, angelic voice gently found it's way to his ears -- "you're mine, little boy. You're my slut, my little slave. You pleased me. Good boy, Harry. Good boy."