Hidden Support

Slowly, Robin began to bob up and down the enormous spear, only taking a few of his half-hard inches past his glans into her mouth. Each time she did, the tip of his tip would punch at the entrance to her throat, drawing small gags from the young woman as it blasted new loads of milky seed into her. Chrom hadn't taken complete control yet, and seemed, at least at the moment, satisfied with just holding her head still and playing with her long hair. He undid the clips holding her signature twintails together, smiling at the rare sight of Robin with her hair down. The tactician kept the same rhythm, not quite committing to taking her lover's cock all the way inside of her, pausing every time it got too deep. She began picking up speed on the small amount she was able to suck, wanting to still make Chrom feel good, despite her hesitancy at going too far; his cock seemed to enjoy her actions at least, and stiffened further under her touch, forcing her backwards and stretching her lips even more.

Then, Chrom stopped her, using his strength to keep her still.

"I know you don't want to go any deeper, but I think I can help you. Would you like my help, Robin?"

Robin stared up at him, eyes going wide, unmoving until she tried to awkwardly nod around his ponderous pole.

"Good... you're doing very well Robin."

His words sent Robin's eyelids and heart a flutter, and she let out a muffled moan around the cock stuffing her mouth. Chrom softly tugged her head back until only half of his fleshy crown was parting her lips, and paused. He gave the white-haired woman a small smile, their eyes still locked, before he began to drag her head towards his crotch. Robin didn't resist, but clenched her fists against the part of his shaft she held tighter, even if her fingers didn't come close meeting around it, holding on to it like it wasn't the thing about to barrel into her throat. She tried to relax her body until Chrom's cock hit the start of her esophagus, which made her involuntary tense and the Prince momentarily stop his sexual intrusion.

"It's okay, I'll go slow. You can trust me, Robin."

Breathing deeply through her nose, Robin tried to show through body language that she believed him; whether he noticed or not, she wasn't sure, but he continued to press onward regardless. His pink glans pressed against her throat, seemingly, for a moment, too wide to fit - that was until he gave a small thrust forward. Piercing into her gullet, aided by the lubrication flowing from his tip, Robin automatically choked around the thick meat, not used to taking something so massive. Chrom held her there for a long moment, trying to let her body get used to his unnatural size, whispering more encouragement and compliments above her. Once her cheeks started to turn red, he pulled back, nestling his cockhead between her teeth, relaxing his grip on her head.

"You did so good," Chrom spoke, taking a moment to pet the top of her head, "I knew you could do it."

Robin only sniffled in response, trying to catch her breath after being almost suffocated by Chrom's mighty mast, a tear welling in one of her eyes. She wasn't angry at her lover's forcefulness - quite the opposite; Robin was more upset by her inability to take him with more ease. His words continued to make her hot, and she was sure she could feel her own liquid arousal drip against the inside of her thighs each time he said more. Taking a long suck of oxygen, she tried to drive forward and fuck her face on Chrom's tremendous tower, half-stopped by the grip he still had on her head. Chrom couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at her eagerness.

Yanking her head forward suddenly, Chrom sheathed more of his cock than he had before into her maw, and this time he didn't stop. Robin still gagged around the intruding behemoth, her throat constricting around it, her body naturally trying to force the unseemly object out of it, but she didn't resist; if anything, she did as she had wanted to before, and slid her face down Chrom's pole, matching his movements. In mere moments, over a third of his giant member was inserted into her depths, and Robin could feel the massive head knock at the entrance to her stomach. Struggling to breath through her nose, her airways nearly completely clogged, the white-haired girl did her best not to let the Prince know of her discomfort, her entire being aching to please him. With a thrust of his hips, his cock battered deeper into her, his cockhead settling in the pit of her stomach.

"See that?" Chrom took a hand off of Robin's head and rubbed the bottom half of his shaft, "You took almost half of it. You did such a good job."

The only response the warrior received was a muffled gurgle, spittle bubbling from the small gaps in the corners of her mouth, but he could see it in her face that she was happy that she did so well, her eyes crossed as she tried to look down his nearly unending length. Taking the hand from his cock and using it to stroke the side of her face, Chrom thrust into her mouth as he did, sliding his veinous, engorged member between her lips, rattling her skull with his sexual might. Over and over again he plowed his hips forward, making sure he was at full hardness before pulling out - he was definitely close, his reach almost not enough to hold Robin's head when particularly strong jabs that sent it flying backwards. He continued using her like this for several more minutes, giving her just enough air between jabs to not pass out, until the young royal felt like he was as ready as he was ever gonna get. Letting her go, she fell backward, her fall cushioned by her large rear.

"Are you okay?" Chrom asked over the sounds of her coughing as she sucked in as much air as she could, finally free of his facefucking.

"I-I, yes, I'm fine Chrom," she managed between labored breaths, giving him a weary smile, "I've never experienced anything like that. It was-- you're amazing."

"Good, I knew you could handle it. And look at what all your effort did!"

Robin tried to look up at Chrom to understand what he meant, but the meaning behind his words got in her way. His cock no longer hung limply between his legs, but now stood tall and proud above her, dipping slightly only because of how heavy it must have been. By the gods it looked like it had doubled in size! It must have been half as long as Chrom was tall, practically matching Falchion in length! The head looked like someone had inflated it like a balloon, the entire thing blown up to extreme proportions, like a large pink melon sat at the end of his cock; the rest of his shaft was only the slightest bit smaller, but still incredibly humongous. Robin could see his urethra throb angrily under his massive length, and it made it look like he had a second cock attached there instead! The tip's mouth widened and a stream of precum oozed onto her, slowly coating her stomach with the sticky substance.

How had she managed to fit all of that in her mouth!?

"Gods, Chrom, it's, it's... huge. I can't believe it got even bigger!"

"Yeah, I know what you mean," he chuckled, "if it was this big all the time I don't think I'd be able to fight."

Robin couldn't help but giggle at his words, even as her eyes fell on something else of his that had grown.

"Er, Chrom? Before we go any further can I-- can I play with your balls again?"

"Of course! Do whatever you want with me, Robin."

Blushing, she got on her hands and knees and crawled towards Chrom's testicles, her breasts brushing against the floor, her fat cheeks swaying as she moved. Just like the Prince's cock, his balls had clearly grown as well, each one now the same size as both were previously. The once-loose sack that barely held them looked stretch taut, like it was doing everything in its power to keep them contained. An audible rumbling gurgled from between his legs, and it only grew louder the closer Robin got; by the time she placed her face only an inch away from them, it was almost all she could hear. Taking a deep inhale of her lover's masculine scent, going a bit lightheaded from its strength, she dove right back into them, bumping the top of her head into the bottom of his cock.

Like before, Robin put her mouth on whatever part of those giant globes that she could, and sucked. Rubbing her face up and down his enormous sack, she licked, inhaled, kissed - anything she could, to bring pleasure to the Prince. Whenever she moved higher up and lapped at where his sack met his cock, her breasts would brush against the underside of his cum factories, the sensation causing her to squirm where she knelt. Robin recoated his balls in her spit, soaking their once-drying surface over and over again, until she could practically see herself in them, polishing them like a smooth stone. She wasn't sure how long she spent worshiping at his altar of virility, but by the time she detached herself from them, her face was completely red, her long hair was mussed, and she was actively panting, having denied herself air in favor of Chrom's endowment.

"Satisfied?"

Robin heard Chrom's words from the otherside of his cock and she nodded wearily, hoping he'd see it.

"Good. Now I want you to get on the bed."

Robin's expression was one of undue surprise. It was happening! Chrom was finally going to... to take her! Shakily she stood up, having been sitting or on her hands and knees for so long her legs felt like rubber. Avoiding Chrom's extensive endowment as she got up, she was pulled in for another quick make out session before he let her get on the bed, the pair entangling passionately. They had to stand a bit askew of each other due to the Prince's cock getting in the way, but they made it work, Robin running her delicate fingers down its length as they kissed. Eventually Chrom relented and let her hop onto the bed, his laundered and laid out clothing now a distant, crumpled memory on the floor next to them. Scooting to the middle of the large mattress, Robin laid back and spread her legs a bit, not sure how Chrom was planning to proceed; her breath caught in her chest as she felt him climb onto the bed in front of her.

"I've wanted to do this for so long," Chrom muttered as crept over her prone form, his cock sliding against her leg, "since I accidentally saw you in the bath that day."

"D-Do what Chrom?"

"This."

Chrom had gotten eye-level with her chest when he made that last utterance, and he dove down as soon as he did, his target: one of those tiny, succulent looking nipples he had been eyeing since Robin had undressed. She gasped as it entered his mouth, that gasp only growing in intensity as he took it between his teeth. Chrom held it still as the rest of the huge breast wobbled against his face, and pushed at it with tongue, rotating the small nub around between his lips; this quickly turned into the Prince licking all of the tit meat near his mouth, tracing over her wide areola again and again. Sucking at it as well, Chrom wetted the fleshy mound until it was soaked as his sperm tanks were, and he pulled back with a loud pop, not saying anything as he repeated the same thing with Robin's other breast.

Robin was surprised by how skillfully Chrom worked her chest pillows, although she shouldn't have been - the young warrior was good at everything he did. She moaned and writhed below him, her hands twisting the sheets next to her face. Even when he finally managed to detach himself from her mass of breast meat, he still went to work on her body, attacking her neck next. While he nibbled and licked the soft flesh below her ear, Robin couldn't help but grab his hair and press him deeper into her skin, losing herself in the pleasure he was giving her with nothing but his mouth. Once he was done there, he kissed down her neck, past her chest between her breasts, over her stomach, until he reached her glistening mound. Gripping a thigh in each hand, he spread her legs apart as he planted another kiss right at the top of her leaking slit.

"Oh, oh gods Chrom! That feels so good! Don't, don't stop!"

Happy to comply, Chrom grinned for a moment before extending his tongue. Testing the flavor first, he lapped at her swollen, pink-from-arousal lower lips, taking her flowing juices into his mouth. To his delight, he found that he very much enjoyed the taste of his lover, and her immediate bucking against his face only increased that enjoyment. Wasting no time, he pushed his face against her pussy, rapidly batting his tongue up and down the small sex. As he did, he found a little, swollen nub had revealed itself at the top of her cunt, and he focused his attention there, none the wiser as to what exactly it was. Pressing his tongue against it, he worked it like he did her nipple, Robin half-screaming above him as he did.

It must have been a good spot to touch!

Feeling encouraged, Chrom licked the little protuberance -- Robin's clit, which he'd learn later -- again, before putting his whole mouth around it. More gently than he'd done with her breasts, Chrom applied a soft suction to this area, pulling more squeals and more twisting from the strategist; the flow of her sweet nectar increased as well, soaking his chin. The Prince performed his oral ministrations the best he could, switching up his techniques, testing which one would bring his new partner the most ecstasy. Whatever he was doing seemed to be working, because in no time a small stream of Robin's juices sprayed from her swollen, pulsating slit, bathing Chrom's neck and chest in her essence, fully screaming the whole time. Satisfied he had done his duties well, the warrior pushed himself up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Someone liked that!" he teased, looking up at Robin's panting, beet-red face.

"I've never, ever felt anything like that," she managed to sigh, her chest heaving, "gods, that was amazing!"

"Good!" Chrom smiled and sat up, leaning back on his heels, "Are you gonna be okay to go further?"

"Of course. Whatever you want Chrom!"

Having regained her senses, Robin sat up as well, lifting herself on her elbows to look down at her lover. Heaving his member upward, it slipped from his grip, landing on Robin's body with a meaty slap. The impact made her feel as though she had the wind knocked out of her, his shaft completely covering her folds and running all the way up her torso, the tip pushing just beyond the valley of her cleavage. She looked up in shock at the one-eyed monster between her breasts, only to quickly snap her eyes shut as it fired a thick rope of precum to splash against her face.

"S-sorry!" he exclaimed as she wiped the cum off her eyes, giving him a nervous smile and a nod in return.

Taking this as a sign to proceed, Chrom moved backwards, his member sliding down her body and leaving a sticky trail of more pre across it. Chrom positioned himself between her legs, lining up his tremendous ramrod with her dripping slit; the monstrous beast rested heavily on the bed, forming the sheets around its mass, soaking them in his continuously spilling seed. The heir to the throne also had to take his balls into account, careful not to sit on them in his spread-leg stance. After some shuffling and leaning, he finally seemed to find a spot that was comfortable, and he pressed his titanic tip against her pussy to herald his success. Fear welled inside of her as she was able to see the size difference between her sex and his: it would be like trying to force a warhammer into a thimble!

"Ready, Robin?"

She met his gaze.

"I am," her voice was trembling, "as, er, as ready as I'll ever be! I told you I wanted to give all of myself to you and I meant it."

"That makes me really happy, you know? I'll go slow - I want this to feel good for you too!"

Robin managed a smile before she threw her head back and groaned, Chrom wasting no time in pressing his glans against her cunt. Leaning forward, placing his hands next to the white-haired girl's ribs, the young royal jerked his hips forward in an attempt to part his lover's petals, his cockhead mashing against her seemingly too-small slit. Gritting his teeth, he pushed forward, his focus completely on their meeting genitals, doing his best not to hurt the lady of his dreams, while also trying to actually accomplish the sex he'd been set on! Slowly, Robin's flower began to open for him, her lower lips pulling apart ever so slightly, letting the beginning of his crown into her. A small success, but one he cherished; just the feeling of a fraction of his cock being warmed by her folds was enough to make a moan escape his throat.

Shimmying his hips, Chrom forced more of his cock into Robin's most sacred of places, touching her where she'd never been touched before. Bit by bit, his colossal cockhead entered her, spreading her inner walls as it burrowed into her, causing her to nearly shake off of his member. But the Prince would not be denied! Throwing caution to the wind, he thrust into her, using a fraction of his mighty strength to embed his glans fully into her stretched hole. At the same time he let out a pleasured gasp, Robin screamed again, her cunt shooting out another stream of juices, this liquid onslaught covering the top of his shaft instead of his face.

At least he knew she was enjoying it!

Pulling back until the ridge of his fleshy mushroom yanked at Robin's split lips, Chrom pushed his cock back in. This time, he dug into the gifted strategist's depths more, letting the first, immense inches of his shaft slide into her, her recent stream of feminine lubrication and his own tip's helping of ball sauce helping the process along; luckily for Robin, his cockhead was the widest part of his python, even if it didn't make taking the rest of his member exactly easy. Chrom continued his forward assault, assailing Robin's insides, sheathing his great sword into her warm scabbard. Every new inch of cock he managed to force into her drew renewed moans from the young woman, her body writhing on his outstanding organ.

Robin felt nothing but bliss. Well, that wasn't completely true - there was still a bit of pain, something to be expected from taking something so massive, but the pleasure she felt overwrote any discomfort she experienced. Once his shaft managed to burrow into her, the ecstasy only increased, the massive, throbbing arteries that lined his pole acting as small bumps that stimulated her every nerve ending. Her pussy was like a leak she couldn't plug, despite Chrom's fleshy cork doing its best to do so, her juices jetting around his rod like the fountains outside of the palace. A part of Robin felt bad that she was letting Chrom do all the work, but she was practically paralyzed by the pleasure he was giving her. She only hoped he was feeling the same!

Her train of thought was broken by Chrom speaking to her.

"Doing okay Robin?"

"O-Of course Chrom!" she stuttered out, "You're doing great!"

"You are too."

With that, Chrom thrust harder into her, sending nearly twice the amount of cock into her as he had before. The results were as expected for the most part, Robin reacting as she had the entire time, but there was one thing that was off: Chrom's cock hit... something inside of the woman. Confused, he gave several, shallower pistons into the lithe girl, poking his glans around her tunnel. Every time he tried to explore her depths further, his member met the same resistance, bouncing against Robin's inner barrier with each thrust. Pulling back, Chrom tried a harder kind of pounding, jerking his body forward as he did. He still encountered that obstacle, although it felt like it almost started to give around his immense invader.