The Mountain
Some people are rather... enthusiastic when it comes to their sex toys. Sometimes their eyes are bigger than their pucker. But will that stop an otter from trying? Can even otter space be defeated? Find out!
This is a flash fiction (1k word) story I wrote for a publication, but then ended up choosing another one instead. That means y'all get to enjoy this one for free!
The small mountain of red and black faux-flesh stared back at me silently, just as firm and imposing as it always had been. It was a constant reminder of my ambition and desires, and simply laying eyes on the large beast was enough to send a rather powerful shiver down my spine. It had long stood watch over me and all my other toys while I enjoyed them all, always being the driving force that pushed me harder and motivated me to endure just a bit more each time. I'd stared at its wonderful bumps, curves, contours, and colors for many hours, usually while having something smaller sliding through my tail hole. But today was the day that I was going to take it. All of it.
I'd tried before, more than a few times, and each attempt was only a partial success. There was progress being made, but at the same time my body just wasn't ready to accept every wonderful inch of that impressive replica cock. Today was going to be different though. I was determined to go all the way, and my body was feeling up to the task. I'd been working with my other toys for nearly an hour, and by this point I knew it was now or never. So with one final sloppy pop I managed to slide out the large knot I had inside me currently, giving out a heavy gasp as a little bit of a tingle still lingered.
The rest of the shaft slurped out quickly enough, leaving my tail end empty and wide open as my strong otter tail slowly pushed that spent toy aside. I took a moment to gather my breath as my gaze slowly lifted to see that red and black pillar waiting for me, laughing at my past feeble attempts to master it. I slowly shook away those thoughts with a little twist of my head as I reached over a shaking paw to that nice big bottle of lube beside me.
It took quite a lot of product to firmly coat that large colossus in front of me, but with a few careful rubs and strokes I managed to make it glisten brightly in the dull light of the room. It was hard to pull my paw away from the massive beast, but after a moment I could begin to feel my tail hole slowly start tingling with need and anticipation once more. Without hesitating any longer I slowly began to turn myself around, feeling that slick girth make contact with my dangling balls and taint. That alone made me shiver, but as I slowly lifted my upper body off the floor and started to perch myself on the crown of that mammoth object I felt even more shivers begin to shoot through me.
It didn't take long before I could feel gravity pulling me down while that large head grinded softly against my well opened pucker. It would be a tight fit, even with all the hard work I'd already put in, but I wasn't going to be denied. I could feel my pucker stretching... stretching... and then there was a sudden slurp and pop before I let out quite the loud squeak at the near painful sensation. It was in!
At first things seemed simple enough as a good few inches of that ridged and bumpy shaft followed the head inside quite easily, but once I'd hit my inner plateau the struggle really began to get intense. I wasn't worried yet though. I'd been here before, but this time I was determined to push through. Slowly and steadily I began to bounce up and down, pushing my tired legs on as that column of material opened my insides bit by bit. The feeling was amazing and intense for sure, and it left my cock throbbing hard between my legs, bouncing along with each pass my pucker made over the toy's exterior. The pressure on my insides was like nothing I'd ever felt before, and the slow burn over my pucker and depths made my breathing short and shallow as I worked hard to tame that goliath below me.
It felt so good that I completely lost myself in the sensation. My mind spun at a hundred miles an hour as I simply enjoyed the continuous pleasure and strain, all of it sending my body shivering and my vocal chords releasing heavy moans and squeaks. I wanted nothing more than to maximize that pleasure while my mind broke down, slowly falling into a primal state along the way. I never even noticed my paw sliding down to clench around my own throbbing shaft, or even felt it stroking up and down at a furious pace. All the sensations blurred together as I ground and slammed myself down onto that obelisk of pleasure over and over again. I only realized what I was doing when it was too late, suddenly feeling my body tense up as my breath latched firmly in my throat. Before I could stop it my body shot out a few waves of pleasure, and I watched thorough barely open and squinted eyes as a few strong jets of white began to fly straight from the tip of my cock.
In my sudden shock and overload of sensation I stood still for just a moment, caught in a firm rush of pleasure that froze me in place. Eventually gravity began to pull me down once again, but this time I fell forwards instead of simply down. That bulbous cockhead left my rump with a loud wet pop as I collapsed down into a streak of my own cum, panting hard and still rather dazed from my own head-shattering orgasm a moment ago. I took a small look back over my shoulder towards the tower of red and black behind me, seeing the toy less than half cleared of its lubricating coating. The beast had won again...