Thicc Big Titty Goth Girl Loses Bet

"What did you do that for?" she asked with shock.

"You said to stop fuckin around, so I'm not fuckin around." Cal spread his legs, then put his hands on her lower back and pulled her in so her chest was touching his. Abby let out a yip of surprise and was, for once, speechless.

"Now since I have you for the night, I don't see any reason why I shouldn't take my time. I've never been with anyone as... endowed as you before." Again his eyes latched on to the white orbs pushing up towards his face.

"F-fine." She stammers. "Just don't... (vivisect me?) do anything too weird, like pee on my face or anything."

Bemused, Cal chuckled a little, "I wasn't planning to. The toilet here works fine." He realized that it was a dumb attempt at a joke, but luckily she seemed too flustered to really catch it. "Let's just start with something simple." Cal did what he had been thinking about all night (and honestly yesterday at the bar when he was distracted during the fated dart toss). Tilting his head down a little, he brushed his nose and lips across the tops of Abby's half exposed breasts. The sensation was amazing. They were soft and pillowy, smelled incredible, and when he kissed them, they seemed almost weightless, probably because of the bra pushing them up. He couldn't help but moan a little as he moved his face across to the other side, again lightly kissing the top. His hands moved down to her round ass, squeezing her cheeks that were only slightly firmer than as her fantastic tits.

Abby bit her lip to keep from making any noise. His hot breath and beard on her skin felt really good, despite how mad (embarrassed) she had been about the whole ordeal. She wanted to reach up and take his hair in her hands, even push his face in more, but she resisted.

Speaking in to her cleavage, Cal said, "Fuck, these are amazing. They make me want to just lay my head on them and take a nappy."

Abby snorted a laugh, "Dork." she couldn't help but smile.

Cal looked back up at her, pleased that he'd managed to break the ivory mask of hatred. It was probably the first time he had seen a genuine smile on her cute little mouth. "You're not starting to enjoy yourself, are you?" he grinned at her.

He looked so adorable that Abby couldn't help but smile more. His alien mind control seemed to be working perfectly. "Yeah, well, since I'm stuck here why not have a little fun." She admitted.

"I think we can do better than a little," in one quick action, Cal stood, picked Abby up by the waste (he was actually surprised at how easy it was, having never hefted a woman before), and tossed her playfully on the bed.

Abby's indignity turned to giggles as she bounced on the mattress, her tits jiggling. "Hey, watch it buddy." she grinned.

"You said I could do what I wanted," he said playfully. Crawling on the bed up to her. "Now, lets get these shoes off.

It took a moment to get the laces and buckles undone. Cal tried to do it by himself at first, but Abby's instructing and chastising finally led to her just doing it herself. After conquering the Gordian Knot, he carefully placed them beside the bed (Abby had informed him several times in the course of the removal how much they cost), and slowly rolled down her socks, one at a time.

Cal admired how stunning her legs were. Just as pale white as the rest of her, they were incredibly smooth, soft at the thighs and firm at the calves. He took one of her dainty feet in his hands and couldn't help but compare how small it was to his relatively gigantic hands. Her toenails were naturally all painted black to match her fingers, making them stand out all the more. He began to intently use his thumbs to give her arches a deep rub.

"Oh, shit!" Abby's head fell back. The pressure of his thumbs moving over her tense feet was incredible. She could only let out a long sigh of relief as she felt them press across the outer ridge of her arch and then over the tender side and along the top. Then he gave each individual toe it's own little squeeze. He then proceeded to work the other foot, finishing by working her ankles. Her whole body was limp and unresponsive by the time he was done.

"That good, huh?" Cal said with cocky satisfaction.

A breathless "yeah" was all she could utter. No one had ever rubbed her feet before, and now she was ruined forever unless she manage to track down and seduce a masseuse.

"I guess that makes up for making you look bad in front of your friends?"

Again "yeah" was all she could muster.

She let out a full throated moan as the pressure from his thumb push all the way from the bottom of her calf up to behind her knee. The bastard did it again and again, alternating between each leg and causing a droplet of drool to form at the corner of her mouth. She felt so weak in his hands as he plied her with whatever space technology had been implanted in him. She let out a low, "yesss" as she sensed his lips kiss up from her ankle to the top of her thigh, lifting up her skirt and revealing the red panties with little bats on them underneath.

There it stopped. She looked down to find the reason and saw him examining the series of five faint, parallel scars a few inches below her hip. She immediately felt immensely self conscious, wanting to bolt under the bed and hide, but without saying anything, Cal simply kissed them gently several times and continued massaging her thighs.

A naughty thought crossed Cal's mind, and he took his hands and placed them on Abby's thighs, with his thumbs firmly planted just below the crotch of her panties. He then began rubbing them in wide circles.

Abby felt herself tense inside as the movement of his hands managed to pull her pussy open, causing a wet spot to form in the middle of her underwear. It was teasing most foul, manipulating her lips without actually touching them. She whimpered loudly as he continued to rub, making the circles wider, pulling her open more.

"You fucker," she said under her breath as it got heavier. This only made him chuckle as his thumbs moved slightly higher, almost going under the edges of her undies and brushing her now swollen mound. "I can't take it," she exclaimed, "Just shove your cock in me already! I want it!" Cal pulled his hands away and Abby whined in disapproval. "Ooo you fucking suck!" She yelled at him.

"Hey, now. I could just kick you out and leave you with blue lips if you don't behave." he scolded.

Abby just pouted. "Now, are you gonna be nice?" he said with a hint of baby voice.

"Fine, I'll be good." She replied sullenly.

"Okay, now. Let's continue." Cal moved up on top of her and began to caress her sides. Abby let out a little giggle as it tickled slightly. His hands glided lightly over her protruding belly, then he bent down and begin planting kisses in random spots on her now exposed tummy. This just made her giggle more despite her face become flushed. She didn't really care too much about her stomach, but even so, no one was immune to the impossible societal beauty standards. Cal didn't seem to mind either, though, as he almost lovingly kissed over her mid section, savoring the softness of her rolls. Finally, he told her to take her top off, which she happily did. Her bra matched her bat panties and did a very good job of accentuating her large breast, letting them overflow slightly at the top. Cal reached up and began gently squeezing her through the fabric, again entranced by their size and feel.

By now, Abby wanted him so bad it ached. Imagining straddling his cock and pounding up and down until he burst inside. The fact that she could feel his hardness brushing up against her leg through his pants only made things worse.

Getting fed up with waiting, she unleashed her special attack. Sitting up she quickly undid her bra with practiced hands, spilling her tits out almost directly into Cal's face. They were even better than he could have imagined. Heavy and round, the areolas were almost as white as her skin, making them nearly invisible if it wasn't for how puffy they were. With a deep urge, he grabbed one up in his hand, the skin spilling between his fingers, and began licking and sucking the hard nipple.

This time Abby did grab his head as the slurping sounds filled the room. Her fingers intertwining with his soft hair, pressing his face into her breast. This caused him to moan in to her, lolling his tongue in circles. In his other hand he took the twin, rubbing his thumb on the sensitive nub.

They were the best tits he'd ever seen, let alone felt. Flawless in their smoothness, only a hint of the blue veins underneath the surface. Cal greedily suckled back and forth, his cock pressing against Abby's thigh, dry humping it in his excitement. Eventually she pulled his head away and kissed him hard, smearing her black lipstick on his face. Cal could feel a stud in her tongue as it slipped into his mouth. Then, pulling back, she commanded, "You need to fuck me right now."

"Yeah, I do," Cal nodded enthusiastically, and began moving toward the nightstand beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Abby asked.

"Getting the condom?" Cal replied like he was being asked if the sun came up in the morning.

"Hell with that, I'm on the pill and I need your seed inside me. Now." Abby practically shoved Cal back on top of her.

"Yeah, okay," Cal couldn't really think through the throbbing in his pants as he frantically stripped off his cloths.

"Niiiicee" Abby crooned as she saw his cock flop out of his sweats. Now it was Cal's turn to blush as he looked away while he began to position himself. Taking his shaft in his hand, he pushed it between her thick lips and began sliding it up and down, making a wet sound as he coated it in her juices. Abby's fingers dug into his shoulders as he pressed himself up against her.

"Put it in! Please put it in!" Abby begged, thrusting her hips up to try and line him up with her opening.

Cal dutifully complied, placing the head at the entrance and slowly pushing it inside.

"Holy fuck! You're so tight..." He groaned as he felt her walls squeezing around him.

"Shove it in!" She yelled at him, "Split me open with your fat cock." Abby's legs wrapped around Cal's middle, practically pulling him inside her. Cal plunged in, causing her to cry out as she stretched around him.

"I'm so fuuullll..." she groaned as Cal began to pump. The sound of him slapping loudly against her juicy thighs filled the room as he collapsed on to his elbows, moaning in her ear and burying his face in her curly hair. His arms wrapped around her shoulders and he encased her underneath him, rutting harder in her hot, dripping cunt.

Cal didn't know how he was going to manage holding out for her as he felt the pressure rising in his balls and travel up his tube. Luckily he didn't have to wait long as he felt the tightness squeeze hard and a gush of liquid splash around his crotch and balls.

"Cumming! Fucking cumming!" Screamed Abby for all the hotel to hear and directly in Cal's ear, causing him to spill his load deep inside her. Abby was crushing him with everything she had, her arms, legs, and pussy, as his warmth surrounded her in her ecstasy. Abby remained latched on even as Cal eventually rolled over on his back, nuzzling into his neck and trying not to let him see that she had tears streaming out of her eyes. If he did, he didn't say anything about it as they lay in their tight embrace, not wanting to let go of this new found happiness. Eventually Abby's bladder began to complain about all the jabbing, and having already told him that he wasn't allowed to urinate on her, she felt it only fair that she not just let go all over him.

Cal had to help her off the bed as she swayed cum drunk to her feet. Cal offered to help her to the bathroom but she slapped his arm (the same spot she had punched it) and said she could get her own damn self to the shitter.

A flush and a towel wiping for both of them later, they lay snuggled up together on the hotel bed, next to the large wet spot that they had made.

"How long are you in town for?" Abby asked quietly.

"Uh, till the end of next week I think." Cal replied drowsily.

"Good, I'm coming over every night until then." Abby said as if it was a simple fact.

"Uh huh." Cal replied. He wouldn't actually realize what he was agreeing to until the next morning.

"I'm sleepy," Abby said, giving him a deep kiss. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, sessy." Cal slurred, and in a matter of minutes, they were both softly breathing as the sleep debt from the night before took it's payment.