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“How did I let her drag me here?” I ask myself, gazing out at the sandy landscape in front of me. The clock strikes twelve, and the sweltering midday heat has reached its peak. Today Tiffany wanted to go to the beach after having found a special one which required a reservation to visit. We hadn’t taken our vacation yet this summer and after hearing it was a beach I was reluctant, but she made a convincing argument with her throat as she gracefully sheathed my cock in it. I loathe hot environments, the prickly sensation I get on my skin as the heat cooks me alive, the disgusting sweat, and the humidity that turns breathing into a herculean task brings me great dread. I’d easily pass up the beach setting for a ski resort in the cold or hiking in the mountains, however that was no longer an option. We’d just arrived, and it was time to enjoy our vacation stay at this private beach.
“We made it babe, let’s go find a good spot!” Tiff calls out to me, already running onto the sand. Stopping at the entrance, I spot a sign sticking out of the ground that reads Snowbunny Beach in big lettering. “What the hell kind of place did she sign us up for?” I ask aloud, looking up into the sky. Next to it, I grab a brochure. If the name wasn’t already telling enough, I had learned some interesting things about this place. In exchange for being allowed to dress however you wish, suck and fuck as much as your heart desires, and participate in acts of pure debauchery, you volunteer yourself for objectification. On this beach, you are viewed for your complexion and form alone. While the default kink here is raceplay, visitors have the chance to mix it up with other types, varying from BDSM, petplay, voyeurism, humiliation, somnophilia, consensual non-consent, and breeding just to name a few. The list goes on, but I get the idea pretty quickly. By signing the waiver during registration, you acknowledge that you will likely indulge in one or more of these kinks, and that you consent to this. “To all you Stacy’s and Tyrones, we hope to see you traitors having the best time of your lives, showing off your twisted love while disappointing your ancestors at the same time!” The brochure ends. I wonder if it’s too late to just get in the car and leave.
Thankfully we had all the components required for our trip, and we managed to find the perfect spot before anyone else populated the area. “Tiff, they’ve even got foot fetish niggas here, can you believe it?” I ask her, approaching with the brochure. She’s in the middle of setting up shop, fixing up our sun loungers after already sticking the umbrella into the sand. “I’ll bet, they’ve got all kinds of freaks here, they’re so inclusive it almost makes me sick.” She complains. “You’re really that bothered by there being so many brothers out here?” I ask. “No, I mean towards the other white girls, this would’ve been my kind of place to do hunting for paypigs but the other bunnies came and ruined it!” She yells, pointing off in the distance. I look in that direction to witness fair skinned vixens prowling the sands without shame, in search of isolated men to satisfy their lust with. She isn’t exaggerating in the slightest, like wolves in a pack they move as one and I myself am only protected from their onslaught due to showing up with her. I will say though, the sight of their ivory cheeks of varying shapes and sizes jiggling as they strut across the land is one to behold, and combined with the temperature, it felt like I’d died of heat stroke and gone to heaven. To contrast, I also see a group of brothers swarming what seems to be a lone middle aged looking brunette, groping at her gigantic breasts, while drowning her in compliments. I think to myself that she seems to be having an absolute blast feeling completely surrounded and helpless like that, as she gets hoisted up over one of the men’s shoulders, being carried off to god knows where to do god knows what. This honestly feels illegal but I’m starting to get into it.
Sitting down, I take a deep breath, trying my best to enjoy the moment. “I guess even if it’s a private beach there’s still gonna be a lot of visitors when it’s targeted at a specific subgroup huh?” I ask aloud, looking at Tiff who’s now applying sun tan lotion on the front of her body. “Oh, that reminds me, you remember one of my girlfriends Callie, the Canadian? She’s a real sweetheart I swear, poor thing has to deal with an influx of immigrants coming to her country but she doesn’t know how to be hospitable towards them so she asked for my help! While she’s spending her time at the beach up north, I lent her an assortment of tats from my own personal collection and told her it’ll help her become more culturally inclusive!” “What the hell are you trying to have happen to her Tiff, that’s lowkey kinda crazy” I look at her worried. “What, she’ll be fine, those coons’ll teach her all about their culture real quick when she greets ‘em. I’ll have to invite her to join us sometime, I’m sure you’d be head over heels, fawning over such a beautiful blue eyed blonde white woman perfectly filling out and damn near overflowing out of her disgustingly lewd one piece.” “You sure you didn’t take advantage of her naivete cause she’s got a bigger rack than you?” I laugh, before she tosses the tanning lotion bottle at me. Catching it, she lies on the sun lounger. “Funny, Instead of flapping those fat lips, how about you cover your girl in some lotion so she doesn’t die out here?” She says all cutesy like. With her on her stomach, I catch a glimpse of a marking of her own on the side of her ass cheek- black ink in the shape of a small spade. She never fails to impress me, leading by example like this. I get turned on beyond belief as I apply the lotion on her, making sure to cover every area on her back. I trained my hands working around her body for a long time, so I’m easily able to earn some moans during the process. After finishing, I marvel at the sight of Tiff’s ass in all its glory, knowing full well I’d be tearing into it shortly.
“Alright now it’s your turn.” She sits up, grabbing the lotion. “Nah I’m good don’t worry.” I dismiss her, sitting on my own chair to relax. “No, no way!” She pouts, stomping over to me. “I know you’ve got natural resistance to the sun and all but I don’t need you any crispier than you already are! I like being able to vaguely see you when you’re fucking me in the dark babe please!” She squeezes a huge glob of it into her hand rubbing it around. “Jesus Tiff, crispy?” I laugh. Now standing at the foot of my chair, I get a full view of her outfit. She’s fitting into a sleek, vibrant hot pink swimsuit that hugs her curvy form with effortless grace. The strapless design allowed her shoulders to get major focus, while the bold cutouts gave it a daring edge, drawing my eyes to her midriff and her toned figure. The high cut legs accentuated her beautiful hips, her entire outfit was an invitation to me. All I can do is stare at her with the biggest grin, knowing I bagged someone as perfect as her as enough to keep me going. As I think, she begins to crawl up the chair starting from my feet. From the outside, she seems like such an angel, but people would fail to realize… “You know, cancellable language is welcome here so I don’t have to worry about going viral again, this really is paradise!” She says, stopping at my face. She sits upwards, pressing herself onto my lap, and begins to rub the lotion into my chest and stomach, carefully maneuvering her hands across my well defined musculature. Even she can’t help but drop her guard as she begins to drool on me a bit. “Someone’s getting excited.” She says, feeling something dangerous pressing into her ass cheeks. To tease, she reaches back, caressing my balls and massaging my length over my clothes, feeling it swell up in anticipation. “I’d say you’re glossy enough big boy." She says seductively, before descending to my zipper, raising her ass in the air as if she were a dog wagging its tail. From this angle, I’m able to see the backside of her swimsuit clearly- her perfectly round voluptuous pound cake had swallowed the bottoms up as if she had the craziest wedgie ever. The sun brilliantly shines off each of her pale ass cheeks, the lotion having added to its lustrousness. Being out in public about to do something we’d normally be arrested for adds to the excitement, and I feel myself about to burst.
Unzipping my swimtrunks, my erect cock escapes, nearly smacking her in the face. “Holy shit, did you get bigger all the sudden?” She grips it tightly, needing to use two hands as they’re unable to go around it fully. “Or did you get this big because we’re at a beach where I can say whatever I want without being punished? Did that get your coon genes all riled up into giving you some extra girth to punish me?” she giggles. “Don’t worry, we’ve got all day- I’ll be sure to make the most of my free speech.” Her hot breath tickles my shaft with a heat unlike the sun that’s tormenting me. “Fuck, this is seriously big, it’s throbbing so hard too.” She continues, licking my length and around the head, taking brief pauses to complain about my size. I was at my absolute limit, my erection was so strong that I felt as if my cock would tear through its own skin, and the head was swelling to an insane degree. After wetting it up enough, she gathers the courage to attempt to put it in her mouth. “It’s honestly kinda tough to fit my lips around the head.” She whines, trying her best to get the blowjob started. “Remember what you said about free speech earlier? Well you know free speech only matters when there isn’t something in your throat.” I cut myself off, pulling her head onto my cock in an instant. She grips my thighs and her eyes widen in shock from the sudden deepthroat. “Woo, that throat feels amazing Tiff” I start. “This throat’s the reason why I agreed to come to a beach in the first place, so take responsibility for my suffering yeah?” I don’t give her the chance to respond, forcing her to bob her head rapidly. My cock had certainly gotten bigger, but I knew she could handle it. Just as I finished the thought, her eyes become narrow, showing that she’d already adjusted. The sloppy sounds she made while choking on me, combined with the coughing which created stimulating vibrations in her throat turned me on even more, and I honestly began to fear I would dislocate her jaw, as seeing her pretty little mouth expanding to its limit around my massive pride only made me act more feral. Her eyes begged me to show no mercy, she wanted me to dump every last bit of my nut down her fucking throat! I picked up the pace even more until I felt myself reach my limit. “F-fuh- Shit! Swallow it all you snowbunny slut!” I shout, pulling her down one last time. I raise my hips, clenching my ass cheeks- a powerful wave of heat rushes through my abdomen, and I feel my balls rise to my pelvis. Tiff’s eyes once again open wide, as an unstoppable torrent of cum blasts into her stomach. Tiff holds her face into my crotch, to the point where she’s completely sheathing every inch. My orgasm completely overwhelms me though, causing me to lean forward, hugging her entire head. As I feel my balls slingshot in the sack repeatedly, each pump sounds more filling than the last, yet not a single drop escapes her lips. She’d perfectly sealed them to the base of my cock and wouldn’t waste any of my cum. After a solid minute of me hollering like a fool, I let go, falling flat onto my back. I felt like I came my entire soul out. I glance up at Tiff, whose face looks like a chipmunk’s who stuffed their face with nuts. She takes some time to swallow everything, before letting out a deep, guttural, totally non girly burp. “Jesus- oh excuse me- fuck, that’s way tastier than the Pumpkin Spice Lattes at Starbucks-” She blushes, raising four fingers to cover her mouth. Your cum always tastes amazing after you’ve gotten all worked up! And it’s so thick too, I think I’ll name this drink nig nog!” She giggles, licking her lips.
Now that I’d relieved myself and we were both protected from the vicious rays of the sun, it was time to have fun. “You brought the melon right?” She asks, looking around. “Yep, got it right here” I say, rolling it around onto a towel. “Is there a reason you wanted to bring this? Surely it’s not just gonna be a veiled jab at me being black right?” “Of course not, it’s just that we see it in our anime all the time, it’s a summer tradition called Suikawari, so I wanted to try splitting it!!” She smiles, handing me a blindfold. It’s honestly a little unsettling for there to be a watermelon in front of me and not have her making racially charged comments, I respect the restraint she’s showing. We engage in the tradition, and I blindfold her, searching for a stick for her to use to smash it. “Ah don’t worry babe I’ve got it!” She says, taking a stance. In one swift motion, she brings her hand down with intense precision. Her hand stops just above the melon, and before I can ask what she’s doing, the sand explodes upwards, blinding me for a moment. Once the cloud settles, I see the watermelon split perfectly down the middle, and the surrounding sand had been split as well. “There we go, now remember it’s a small one so we each get a half, don’t go eating all of mine too okay? Promise me you’ll save those big ethnic luscious melon slurping lips for me later though~” As expected, Tiffany manages to sneak a comment in after all, mixing it with what she seems to think is flirting. We eat and hydrate a bit, teasing and taking jabs at each other before getting out onto the water. “You’ve got your little arm floaties right babe?” Tiff checks with me. “I know your people aren’t fond of water and swimming so I just want to make sure~” She continues. Offensive as that may seem, I know it comes from a place of love, as I really can’t swim. “Yep all good!” I call back, after finishing blowing up two floaties on my arms. I wasn’t about to wear one of those big ass ones around my waist. “Okie dokie then, here’s the main event!” Tiff drags out a deflated device, hooking it up to an automatic air pump. As it inflates, I realize it’s a very large inflatable floating dock that you place in the water. It’s an interesting thing that I’ve only ever seen used in pools, but thankfully due to the location and geography of the beach, we wouldn’t have to worry about being swept away by any waves. We could place it in a secure spot, allowing me to sit on it while Tiff swims. The inflatable platform has a built-in chair for me to relax on, and the entire structure feels stable enough. Technology really has come a long way, and I’m glad my girl’s got that kind of money to buy these crazy things. After she has her fun in the water for a while, she surfaces, climbing back up onto the platform. I ogle at her features while the water slides off her. Seeking to rehydrate, Tiff drops to her knees, reaching out for the cooler at the edge of the platform. I slap her ass, happy she’s all mine. “I see you got excited watching me swim huh?” She looks back at my raging erection. “You winter soldiers are all the same, you see a beautiful white woman with a fat ass and you just can’t control yourselves.” Tiffany stops, putting her finger to her chin, in deep thought. “Alright, I’ll let ya drain those balls again, but this time you’re putting that swollen coal pole in this hole.” Tiff bends over fully now on all fours, presenting her pussy. In response, I kneel down, sliding her bikini to the side before poking my tip at her asshole. “M-my ass? Baby I love anal but you’ve got a weapon of ass destruction, try to go easy on me okay?” She looks back with puppy dog eyes. After the shit she’s said since we got here there’s no way in hell I’m going easy on her. This is probably part of her strategy to get me to fuck her as hard as possible, but I won’t fall for it.
The platform shakes violently as I fuck Tiffany in the ass doggystyle. She gasps with each thrust, and pushing balls deep grants me the satisfying sound of her pussy squirting uncontrollably. I admire the beautiful contrast of my brown hands sinking deep into her pale ass cheeks. “You get so intense when we’re away from everyone else, I knew you enjoyed segregation after all sweetie!” She taunts. “The only segregation here is the space between my pelvis and your booty bitch” I respond, wasting no time putting her in her place, I push her down before falling on top of her myself, putting her into a prone bone. “F-fuck you’re c-crushing my guts nigga damn, ease up- oh god!” Her pleas turned me on more, and I reach forward, wrapping my arm around her neck. Not only is this one of my favorites, but it’s Tiff’s too. She loves challenging my superiority during sex in order to make me fuck her unconscious. “Ack- oh f-fuck!” She starts giggling, knowing her provocation is working. Already going for the headlock you damn monkey? Y-you must be g-getting desperate, you’re gonna shoot your nasty ass gorilla gunk in me soon aren’t you!” She pants, drooling all over my bicep. “You’re all talk bitch, I felt your shitter tighten up the moment I put you in this lock.” I fire back thrusting as hard as I can. “Trying to rile me up, quit being a pussy and tell me what you fucking want!” I shout, picking up the pace. “That dick, that huge fucking black dick!” She blurts out. “It’s still getting bigger, you’re gonna turn my ass into a fucking crater daddy oh my god~!” “I’m about to cum, but you’re not even worthy of it bitch” I grunt, tightening my arm around her. “P-please, please, please!” She pants, unable to get her words out. “Beg for it!” “Hng- c-cum in my ass, bust that coon cream in my ass daddy!” Tiffany shouts with her remaining strength. “Atta girl, here you go!” I press into her one last time, unleashing a wave of cum. Tiffany’s eyes roll to the back of her head as she lets out a meek whimper, drowned out by the sound of my own ejaculation. Her toes curl and her grip on me loosens, I know without a doubt she had seen the pearly gates in that moment. Releasing my hold on her, I pull out, satisfied with my work. Upon exit, Tiff’s hole is left gaping, resembling that of a cavern entrance, while gallons of thick hot seed streams out, flooding the inflatable.
As the sun begins to set, we retreat from the water, packing up our stuff before heading over to the night club that sits at the edge of the beach. Making our way to the bamboo bar, we seek out the fanciest looking drinks to get wasted after having such a fun day. Tiffany orders a Strawberry Margarita, while I order myself a Godfather, ignoring her suggestion of Hennessy. We give cheers and enjoy ourselves alongside the other interracial couples and throuples. Getting plastered is unavoidable in this setting, so embracing it, I let Tiff pull me to the dance floor, where we revel in our drunken state. Seeing other groups flat out fucking on the dance floor only turned us on even more, but we were growing tired after spending our time out on the water earlier, so we settled with exploring each others’ bodies while we danced, sharing sensual kisses, blending the taste of our drinks on our tongues. The mood was only made better with the bar’s speakers blasting NeYo- Closer, the lyrics- oddly specific, almost feeling aimed towards the two of us. An hour passes before I have to call it a night though, as Tiffany had begun requesting the DJ to play WW3 and HH from Kanye West. This was something even the other snowbunnies weren’t brave enough to do despite them being of the same mind, and it only got worse when she started harassing them, bragging about her exploits when it came to dominating black men, which intimidated them greatly.
Night falls, and we retire to our beachfront bungalow that Tiff also rented as part of the whole package. This way we’d get to experience everything the beach had to offer. We barged into our room, kissing deeply without care for our surroundings. We slammed into the dresser, nightstand, tripped over each other and pushed one another against the walls in a desperate attempt to establish dominance. My cock throbbed violently, fighting to break free from my constricting swimtrunks. Right as I pull one of her breasts out of her swimsuit, she suddenly speaks up. “W-w-wait” she stammers, pushing me off her. “I got a bit tipsy, we can’t do it like this.” She slips her breast back into her fit. “What’s up? If you wanna just call it for tonight I don’t mind.” “No, it’s not that, I packed really cute lingerie and I wanted to wear it for you, but we’re just getting straight to it, and we’re still dirty from the beach!” Tears well up in her eyes. This trip means a lot to her, she put down so much money from the paypigs, and she took the time to make the reservations and really scout this place out just for us. “Alright, let’s go get cleaned up then.” I say, wiping away her tears before taking her by the hand, escorting her to the shower. After thoroughly cleaning each others bodies, barely resisting our desires to breed like wild animals right there in the shower, Tiffany has me leave before her, so she has time to prepare herself. I wrap a towel around my waist and patiently sit on the bed, scrolling through twitter where I look at some awesome nsfw art made by one of my favorite artists, ThiccwithaQ. After a short while, Tiff emerges from the bathroom, wearing an outfit that took my breath away. She’d donned an elegant set of black lingerie that seems to dance against her skin. The intricate lace design added a feeling of elegance, while the bold straps hugged her curves perfectly. The underwired bra lifted her small bust and accentuated her figure further, while the garter belt cinched at her waist. Her twin garters teased at her thick thighs as her pale skin overflowed from every crevice, making her irresistible. I could see her ass from the front, the outfit assisting in making it look bigger than usual, and all I could think of was how every element of this ensemble screamed confidence and seduction. To top it off, she’d brought out a collar with a distinct red leash attached: A blatant showing that she was not playing around tonight. This would be a battle for dominance, the capstone to the Snowbunny Beach stay- the entire day had led up to this moment.
Taking the initiative, I close the gap- my body looming over hers, I push her against the wall, hand under her chin, tilting her head upwards. While her gaze meets mine, I allow my towel to slip off my waist- my fully erect cock now pressing against her, the pulsating sensation combined with the heat radiating off it would surely intimidate her. My confidence clouds my judgement however, as in the next moment, I hear a metallic sound. By forcing our eyes to meet, I’d given up on the advantage my height provided- vision. In the blind spot I’d inadvertently created, Tiff managed to secure her collar around my neck, quickly wrapping the leash in her hand. Realizing that loosening her grip was the only way I’d avoid being dominated tonight, I reach into her bikini bottom, plunging my fingers into her sopping wet pussy. She returns with a counter of her own, using her free hand to grip my balls. We were at an impasse- a real Mexican goon off if you would. Only a mere ten seconds had passed, but the confrontation was so intense it felt like the complex set of movements, our ballroom dance, had lasted several minutes. Not a single word was uttered. In the ultimate move for supremacy I follow through, sealing my lips to hers. The combined assault on both pairs of lips proves fruitful, as her grip on the leash loosens. After wrestling her tongue into submission, she completely drops the leash, her hand now twitching. Now that I’d made her cum it was time to press the attack. I break the kiss, and break the silence. “You sure you don’t wanna call it a night yet? After saying all those offensive things you can’t even imagine how fucking horny I am, and honestly you’re not ready for this.” I warn her. “Give up now and I might-“ “S-shush those big ol nigger lipsh~” she presses her finger into my lips, still fighting off the orgasm that had ravaged her seconds prior. Her slur riddled slurred speech assaults my ears, pushing me over the edge. I laugh, before sweeping her off her feet.
Spinning around, I hold Tiff in a bridal carry, approaching the bed slowly. “Hey, you got pretty intense at the bar earlier, when you were yelling at all those ladies while bragging, were you trying to prove something?” I inquire, now at the foot of the bed. “I just wanted to assert my dominance to all the apes in the room, showing them that I- the woman they chase after, picked you- a man who is far superior to them. Unlike those soulless coons, you can match my freak, you’re so in touch with your roots yet you’re able to take racism straight to your face with ease- hell if anything it makes you even stronger! How could I not want them to be jealous of what we have going on? And I also had to show those other bitches that none of them can handle you, Must be due to my white power!” She gloats with a proud smile. “White power? That doesn’t matter when you’re a bottom~!” I joke, gently tossing her onto the bed. Learning the truth behind tonight’s alcohol fueled race rants had turned me on to no end, I needed to to prove to her now that her outburst was true. I have to put her in her place immediately! Resting on her back in a sexy pose, Tiff stares at me with determination, we’ve had this kind of duel before so I knew I had to lock the fuck in. “You know,” She starts. “Both our ancestors are rolling in their graves anyways, so we might as well give them a show!” She says, slowly spreading her legs. “Look what you’ve done to me, look at this pretty, pink pussy. It’s all for you and you’ve avoided it completely today. Do you know how crazy that’s driven me?” She speaks softly with her panties removed now presenting her drenched femininity. In the dimly lit room her crimson eyes glow brighter than ever before. She’d sobered up and was ready to get serious. Now, come claim what’s yours, and rape the IQ out of me with that big black cock…”
As if a switch flipped, I’d reverted to a state where all I could do was fuck like a wild animal. We’d lost all sense of time in the heat of the moment, as well, completely unaware of the damage we’re causing to the surrounding area. The legs of the bed cry out from the relentless thrashing, and the floor boards creak, ready to collapse at any moment. The floor was not weak, nor was the bed. It was just that we were too strong. When Tiff wasn’t pulling my face down to wrestle my tongue, she was clawing into my back, marking me. I didn’t feel it though, as all my focus was put into pressing her through the damn bed frame, our difference in size gave me a significant advantage in this position. I drive my arms into the mattress next to her head, allowing her to gaze up at my masculine structure. Not only am I able to drive my cock into her harder but I’m also able to drive the idea that there’s no escape. “Fuck fuck fuck!” she screams, unable to hold back. As I loom over her my sweat drips onto her face and chest, mixing with her own. The surge of strength I get knowing I’ve got full control of her is intense, causing each thrust to be stronger than the last. “I love your big black cock, I love your big black cock- I’m gonna take it, I’m gonna take it daddy, I promise I’m gonna take it, oh my god you’re so fucking deep! You’re crushing my womb!” She begins to scream. After several hours, the devastating presses finally send Tiff over the edge, and she speaks her true feelings. This was my win. “How many times are you gonna make me cum before you fill me up?” She asks, gripping onto my arms. The submissive side of her came out, and all I had to do was drive it home using my favorite tactic. “Nah I think I’ll pass, you’re not even worthy of my black seed, I'm just gonna pull out and shoot this shit into the toilet or something.” I tell her, slowing down my thrusts. “W-wait no, please!” She locks her legs around me, showing proof of her desperation. “Cum inside, you can fuck a mulatto baby right into me!” Tiff begs, panting like a dog. “Go go go! I know you’re ready to blast that big, fat, huge nigger nut!” She chants. I feel her grip tighten not only on my arms, but around my cock as well. “Well since you asked nicely…”
“Get fucking pregnant!” I shout, slamming down with the weight of my entire body in the thrust. I feel my balls shoot to my pelvic floor, opening the flood gates. The ground beneath us shakes, and the trees rock in response to the tremor. I glance down at Tiff, who’s currently having the most violent orgasm rip through her body. Her mouth hangs open, the wind is knocked out of her, and one of her eyes is rolled back, while the other sporadically darts around. The thick hot cum overflows like magma, it’s only natural her body can’t fully contain it all. I raise my hips once more, with Tiff staring in awe at the ridiculous length of my cock as I draw back. “H-holy-“ BOOM! Tiff’s unable to even process what just happened to her, completely disoriented as I slam down, reaching deeper than before, flooding her womb even more. CRASH! The legs of the bed explode from the force, sending us to the floor. Again, I raise my waist. “A-ah f-fug ni-nn” Tiff fails to formulate words, her eyes now fully rolled to the back of her head- her tongue hanging out. Her leg lock is broken, allowing me to go higher than ever before, and I bring myself down for the final, crushing press. My balls clench so hard it’s as if they’re wringing themselves out completely to drown her ovaries with every drop of my genetic gunk, ensuring she bears my children. The rhythmic gurgle of the cum being shot directly into her is disgusting yet it turns me on further. I attempt to raise my hips again, however the support beams holding the base of the bungalow itself give out. CRASH SLAM! We plummet once more, and the force causes me to pierce her even deeper as I land on top of her. “Fuck, that was crazy Tiff, you alright?” I ask, looking down at her. “Ah- hold on.” I say, pulling out of her. My swollen cock head forms a plug almost, causing a huge wave of cum to gush from her pussy the moment I pop it out. Tiffany says nothing, as she’d been fucked unconscious. Her eggs were thoroughly battered and fertilized, pregnancy was absolutely certain. I roll over next to her, basking in my work as my exhaustion hits me. Before my own consciousness fades, I hear the faintest “I love you” come from beside me.
The next morning we wake to neighbors checking in on us, saying that an earthquake had hit, causing the sudden collapse of our bungalow. This was the excuse we decided to go with since it dismissed us from having to pay for damages. With our stuff packed in the car, we take in the beautiful view one last time, ready to depart. “Tiff, I really didn’t wanna come at first, but I ended up enjoying my time here. You’ve shown me that the miserable summer heat isn’t so bad after all as long as I’m with you.” I say, taking Tiff’s hand. I lay a kiss on her before we hop into the car, and as the entrance shrinks in the rear view mirror, we leave in good spirits, vowing that we’ll definitely make a return to Snowbunny Beach.