Beau, Isabelle, and her (virgin) brother

Isabelle was used to answering at the door while half naked, or fully naked as she was most of the time: more than a few times she had let the one and only pizza delivery guy for the entire island see her in the nude and in all of her dripping glory. A couple times she had seen him get hard at the sight of her body dripping with cum or her cock still gushing onto the floor beneath her feet as if nothing was wrong with it. She thought the two of them had become somewhat of an odd pair of acquaintances over the weeks she had been living there and when Beau had come, things had pretty much continued in the same way, though now it was the impala answering with his bottom half naked. The postman, the package delivery guys, some of the recent arrivals, all of them were someone that Isabelle could be comfortable baring herself to in the comfort of her home, but her own brother? That was not something she was prepared for.

"Hey Izzie, got a bed for a brother just recently kicked out of the house?" Digby stood there, luggage in hand, looking tired, sad, and distraught, grey fur somewhat stuck at odd angles as if he had slept where he could for a while and hadn't had the chance to take a good shower. "Izzie... oh! Oh lords you're naked! You're naked!" The sad expression he had vanished in a poof of embarrassment as he looked at her, or rather, saw that she was naked and realized it wasn't a trick on his eyes because he was tired and needed some rest: she was naked, completely naked, half hard and with her bits all just there for anyone to see. "Oh lords I'm sorry Izzie. You can go back and get changed, I'll... I'll wait here..." Digby turned around, blushing hard while Isabelle was still staring at him, shocked, confused. Then she started laughing. "Wh-what?"

"N-nothing... hahaha..." Isabelle couldn't hold her laughter for some reason, leaning onto the doorframe as she tried to catch her breath, her tits jiggling wildly as her chest rose up and down. A solid minute passed before she could calm down enough to get her bearings together and look her shocked, confused brother in the eyes. "Hello Digby..."

She rushed to hug him as she was, making him blush even harder when he felt her tits smush against his chest, the two huge, soft, warm mounds of heaven ballooning in between them. She felt him heat up in her wild, messy hug, her cum stained fur turning his shirt into a somewhat of a mess but refused to let go when she felt his groin fatten up and twitch. Why did she not let him go, she wasn't quite sure, but she didn't: maybe it was the fact that she missed him a lot, maybe she just had become so accustomed being naked around people she forgot she had to wear something, maybe she just wanted to tease and lighten the mood. Whatever the reason, she was pressing her cock against his fairly well concealed trouser snake and her rock hard nipples were digging into his chest, her foreskin retracting around her fattening crown as she rubbed herself on him.

"It's good to see you again." She hugged him even tighter, her arms keeping him locked in place while her junk rubbed against his own. Her thick, uncut, half-hard monster of a cock was out in the open, drooling with Beau's fresh load and her nearly endless supply, her brother's trapped equipment bulging his pants more and more, the hidden shaft twitching like a python about to lounge onto prey.

"Izzie? Y-you can let go..." The grey furred Shih-tzu tried to find a way to get her off of him but anywhere he grabbed, he felt her being naked, or touched her tits, her ass, or her cock.

"Hmmm sure you want me to?" She chuckled, grinding her hips harder against his pants, feeling his junk throb with need. After a couple seconds she let him go at last, allowing him to get some breath and hastily fix his dishevelled clothes. "Come in, I'm sure you need to rest a bit." Isabelle smiled warmly, the previously lewd expression she had managed to hide from him gone for one of genuine concern and affection.

"Ok..." Digby gulped, wondering what the hell had happened to his sister in the months that she had left the house and settled here.

He grabbed his luggage and hoisted it up the single step that led inside the small building. The second he put his paw in, he was assaulted by a familiar smell, the smell of his sister's loads, the smell of sweat, cum and lust. He stopped for a second, eyes clothes and huffed, taking a deep breath. Then he opened his eyes and saw the chaos that was around him: barely five feet away there was a pile of condoms that reached his waist, more tossed around it, warmth radiating off of them like hot packs in winter, their contents fresh and sloshing idly. Over the couch's backrest there were more, some broken and leaking onto the floor, some half-filled and left to ooze their lewd cargo here and there, toys slick with lube hanging on the walls by their suction cups, porn magazines covered in thick ribbons of pearly cum open on the coffee table along with unopened packs of condoms stacked and the remote for the tv. Digby gulped, feeling hotter and hotter, his pants digging into his junk as he stood there. The room looked and smelled like the fantasy Isabelle had told him she wanted to live when they were still living under the same roof.

The male Shih-tzu looked at his sister, staring at her backside as she headed for what looked like the kitchen, her ass swaying hypnotically, her pussy visible between her somewhat bigger cheeks. She turned around and invited him to sit on one of the chairs at the table, his luggage forgotten at the front door, propping it open. He sat down awkwardly, blushing as Isabelle looked at him trying to sit in a way which wouldn't draw attention to his clearly straining groin. In the silence that followed the two of them sitting at the table, there was a faint sound, like of threads snapping under immense pressure and the soft, faint trickle of something dripping onto the floor.

"Uhm... you've got a nice place here Izzie." Digby stuttered a bit, trying to look around to find something that wasn't covered in cum or buried under condoms of all sizes but everything was just as messy as the living room. The sink gurgled as it struggled to flush what looked like the contents of a condom that had burst earlier, the walls of the kitchen, the floors, the ceiling, the table he was sitting at, all were slick with cum that smelled oh so strongly of her. Fat wads rained down every now and then, splattering and merging with puddles on the floor tiles.

"Thanks." She chuckled a bit again, feeling the awkwardness settle in at last. The initial rush of happiness, the lewd hug had pushed all the questions she had in her mind but now, despite her being naked, oozing cum onto her feet and her brother being right in front of her, barely three feet away, sitting in a chair she liked to place her dildo so that she could sit on it while having breakfast, she couldn't muster up any courage at all. "So... uhm... why are you here?"

"Oh, well, yeah, it's a messy affair..." Digby sighed, looking down at the floor. "Dad kicked me out at last." He scratched his neck, frowning deeply as her expression turned sour on the spot. "We had a disagreement last week: he wanted me to get married soon cause he believe I am at the right age, but, you know, he never let us have any friends, not allowed us to go on sleepovers, invite friends over to dinner so of course I had to tell him that I didn't even have a girlfriend... much less someone I wanted as a wife... though not from a lack of trying." Digby's ears flattened on his head, his tail motionless behind him. "He got mad, told me I should have had one by now, I talked back and yelled at him for being so uptight and controlling that I never had the chance, he complained about you for some reason."

"And? What did you say?" Isabelle grabbed his hand and held it, she knew it'd help him calm down, she always did it when he was worried or anxious.

"I told him that just cause you were bigger down there and smarter than him and pretty much a better person all around he didn't need to be such a dick to compensate. He threw me out of the house the next minute with my luggage and a couple hundred bucks to pay for a hotel or a plane or something..." Digby smile wryly, squeezing his sister's hand back.

"Sorry to hear that. You could have just agreed with him and let him blow off some steam. He always liked to vent and complain till he got a sore throat." Isabelle rolled her eyes and huffed.

"Ugh, no, I was dead tired of his complaints. He tossed everything you had left at home into a barrel and burned it last month, clothes mostly since you had lots of prizes from school competitions and such." He chuckled, thinking back at the scene. "You should have seen his face when he found your porn mag stash and your pile of XXXL condoms hidden in the back panel of the wardrobe. He was like a mad bull, never seen him so angry while holding condoms as thick as his wrist hahaha..." Digby smiled a bit more, his eyes a little less clouded with sadness. "I think he was so mad cause you reminded him how small he is."

"Yeah, what's up with that anyways? How can a big man with such small junk get me..." She reached for her tits and played with the heavy, cum slathered mounds, lifting them up and down, droplets hanging off her nipples. "... out of his sack?" She pumped her eyebrows, making her brother snicker. "Or you for what matters." Isabelle winked and gave his now somewhat more calm package a tease with her foot. He yipped as he felt her toes touch his groin, digging lightly into his crotch. It was like lightning had struck his junk, a touch that was not from his own hands.

"Izzie!" Digby huffed, scooching back with his chair to get away from her invasive paws, the screech of the wood sliding on the floor tiles hiding the sound of threads snapping, rushing to hide the clear swell of his cock with his paws, failing miserably. His pants were soaked, a fat wet spot blossoming under his balls as his cock squirmed and settled to hug his nuts.

"Oh hush you." Isabelle chuckled, standing up. Digby blushed once more, trying not to stare at her semi hard uncut shaft as if bobbed a couple feet away from his eyes while she opened the tap and gave him a glass of water to drink. He took it, downing it quickly, staring at her tits through the back of the glass once he was done. She looked good, happy, comfortable... she also looked as if she had grown in size both up and down. He asked for another glass of water as questions bubbled up in his mind and his pants tightened once again.

"So how come you're naked?"

Beau was quite happy, no, scratch that, he was very happy: classes were easy, but challenging in their own way, he had lots of time to do his assignments, get his tests and then chill for most of the time, he even managed to find a small job nearby, in one of the damned tanuki's establishments but it paid the bills and somewhat helped chip away at the debt he had with said damned tanuki. The best part, of course, was his free time: he could go to the river just outside the limits of the new town, whip out his fishing pole, enjoy a few hours of fishing and, if things were quiet enough, fish out his cock and stroke his afternoon away as loads spilled on his belly fur and the grass. Sometimes Isabelle would join him, which meant the grass would turn into a cummy mess for dozens of feet as the two fucked hard enough to drive away all the fish until their mixed cum spilled into the water and somehow attracted what little fish that wasn't scared by the howls of pleasure from the both of them.

Those were the perfect days, in which he'd spread his arms wide and the Shih-tzu herm would sit on his face and let him eat her pussy while she ground her balls on his chest, her cum pooling on his lower body as her pussy squirted juices down his throat and made his muzzle fur stick in odd angles when it cooled. Sometimes they'd just stroke their cocks and see who could cum harder and further, something that Isabelle always, always won, but it hardly mattered: Beau would look at her stroke that massive beast of a cock, mesmerized by the way her foreskin hugged the swollen crown and slipped back over and over until she arched her back and came hard, her loads reaching the other side of the small river, painting the trees in white. He'd cum after her or with her, often extending his hand to catch some of the thick shots of cum and use them to lube his cock, other times she'd grin and, still cumming, would turn around and aim at his face, plastering his entire front in thick breeding batter or train him, shoving her lubed up fingers up his increasingly puffy and slutty tailhole till her wrist popped inside him and made him how and cum. Despite that, he still couldn't take her cock, but that didn't stop her from wanting to train him till he could. He'd return home with his ass gaping, cum oozing out of the stretched, puffy hole, his cock softening while the devious herm beside him sported her cock still hard and sneaking down her pant legs as if shooting hundreds of gallons of glue-thick cum was nothing. Had he fallen in love with her? Was that why he wanted to be with her forever? Or did he just like the idea of being with someone who could cum so hard that they turned any room white and made it reek of balls, cum and sweat? Would someone else let him eat them out while doing homework like she did?

"Hmm, pizza for dinner sounds good today..." He shrugged those annoying thoughts out of the way as he headed for the pizzeria on the way back from his classes. Beau grinned, knowing that Isabelle would definitely 'prank' him and accidentally blow her load while aiming her fat, throbbing cock at him and his pizza, hosing him and the couch and the floor and the poor, poor pizza in so much cum that by the time he took the next bite, said pizza would have more Shih-tzu spooge than tomato sauce. His cock twitched inside his pants at the thought, his balls groaning and gurgling in ways that they'd have never done before. Another little quirk of living with Isabelle was the constant injection of cum down his cock so that he could fuck her for longer and cum more inside her ass, which had caused some more... permanent effect to take place, a bigger cock and heavier, fuller balls that almost never ran dry was quite a good perk to throw on top of the cummy pie he was partaking in. "Gonna rent a movie too while I'm at it."

He paid for the two pizzas and made his way to the movie rental service to get an old, crappy d-tier movie that wouldn't be a waste of money if they were to get distracted while watching, a faint wet spot blossoming on his pants already as his eleven inch shaft swelled and thickened. He had long since gone commando, day in and out, mostly since his underwear were too small to fit his bigger junk and cause he couldn't be bothered to get new ones. As he entered the store, he stopped, turning around to smell the air as a familiar scent hit his nostrils. For a second he thought it was Isabelle but the smell wasn't quite the same, it was still heavy but it wasn't quite as... wild. Like a caged beast. After weeks spent snorting her musk and being sat on by her after she went running or masturbated so hard she was soaked with sweat, he had gotten so well acquainted with her musk he could tell when she was pent up and needed him to give her a rimjob or a footjob under her desk while in class. However, there was no one he recognized, just some strangers and a guy that looked absolutely depressed. Beau put the weird guy to the back of his mind soon enough, going in the shop with a most lofty goal in mind: to find a movie so boring that Isabelle wouldn't be able to keep her hands to herself and propose to have some fun while the tv droned on. His cock did a little jump in his pants, a far dollop of precum making the wet spot wider and allowing people to see the thick, throbbing shaft inside his pants if they were to stare at his sizeable bulge long enough.

The process took longer than expected since all the movies available for rent were all quite good and he ended up choosing a decent sci-fi blockbuster from thirty years before, something with lots of battles and a few good reviews online. Maybe he'd watch it the day after in case Isabelle did end up choosing to have fun rather than watching space monks fight each other. Returning home put a pep in his step and a growing need to blow a load, his puffy tailhole itching for a good filling, maybe he'd get a snack, train his ass a bit, do some homework and then watch the movie and who couldn't say that maybe that night he'd finally be able to impale himself on Isabelle's monster cock? The idea made his cock throb hard, straining against the seams of his pants and his pucker twitched, aching with a need that he had been living with ever since Isabelle had first pressed her cockhead to his backside and came inside him, flooding his guts with her spunk till his gut had swelled as if he had eaten for ten people and tasted it within his mouth.

The door to the house, however, was not only open, but propped open by suitcases and bags. He frowned: she wasn't leaving, was she? She hadn't said anything to him about leaving so maybe it was something she had been sent from home...

"I'm back!" Beau sighed and warned of his presence, pushing the luggage out of the way, and closing the door behind him. Before he could even make a step further, his hands were already inside his pants and tugged them down. Eleven thick inches of uncut impala cock flopped in the musky, stuffy air, beads of precum bubbling from the tip, spilling over the luggage here and there. He stretched and sighed, taking a deep breath and then tossed the clothes on the floor, stroking himself as he took a few steps. "I got a nice movie to see tonight, maybe we can have dinner on the couch and watch it. I think it's good but if it's not interesting I won't complain if you want to have some fun..." Beau chuckled. "Gonna go get a snack, stuff my ass a bit with one of your toys, I hope it's... alright..." He turned around in the kitchen, fully expecting her to be jacking off into the sink again or bouncing on her favourite dildo stuck to the chair as per usual, but no, she was sitting and she had a stranger with her. "Oh..." Beau hadn't felt embarrassment for being naked in weeks and now he was being stared at by a stranger as he had been yelling how he wanted to borrow his roommate's dildos to stuff his ass. "Oh god I'm so sorry..." Isabelle snorted and then burst into laughter, clutching her sides as Beau blushed with anger and shame, hiding his still hard shaft with the DVD case.

"Beau... this is my brother Digby..." Isabelle took a good half a minute to calm down and then presented him to the stranger. It had taken a bit for him to realize that she was just as naked as she was usually which was somewhat comforting seeing as he at least had a shirt on. "Digby, this is my roommate Beau."

"H-hi..." Digby extended a hand with a blush on his muzzle which Beau shook it just as awkwardly as someone trying to hide their lower half with a square of plastic barely six inches wide. "Nice to meet you."

"Like... uhm likewise." Beau stuttered here and there. "Your... brother you said?" Isabelle wiped a tear from her muzzle and nodded. "I thought you two didn't talk anymore."

"Well, it's more like dad prevented it: he told me and Digby if we were to talk after I left home that he'd be thrown out of the house. However, he was thrown out anyways so here we are." Beau rolled his eyes, sitting down beside his roommate, his donut twitching as he felt her warm cum touch the soft puffy rim. "Ok, it's a tad more complicated but it's nothing you need to be concerned about. My brother has cut ties with dad much like I did once I got in this university, meaning he's gonna stay with us till he finds a job or just permanently." Both males perked their ears up when they heard that. "The tanuki is most certainly willing to get another person under his thumb, but if I play my cards right I can get Digby to stay with us and pay rent..." She eyed her brother with a naughty, sultry look. "You will need to get used to things are around here regardless of how long you stay, and, speaking of which, I am kinda horny so I'm crashing on the couch to blow a couple loads, feel free to join me if you want." She winked and stood up, plucking one of the many, many dildos from the wall next to the tv as her cock throbbed and began firing thicker and thicker loads of cum into the air.

"Yeah, sorry about the show..." Beau apologized once again as the Shih-tzu slammed her ass and balls on the couch and connected the tv to the computer, putting on some porn on streaming. "Generally we don't have visitors unless we know them." He scratched his neck and looked away, trying to pretend he wasn't hard or naked from the waist down next to his roommate's brother.

"It's, it's ok, I'm not used to her being so... happy." Digby sighed, shocking Beau a little before he remembered the stories about her family she had told him. "Sure it's weird to hear her and see her and... smell her so openly but I'm her brother and I love her." The male Shih-tzu smiled warmly. "I take you've helped her come out of her shell?"

"What? No, not at all, if anything she's the one that got me into all of this." He pointed to the ceiling, the walls, the floors and then to his lower cock that just didn't want to go down at all despite the seriousness of the conversation. "I arrived and she was taking a shower, all dripping wet, cock hanging out of the towels, then she kinda turned the bathroom into a mess, came all over the entire thing... things got heated... you know." Beau smiled. "One thing led to another and another and well, this is what we currently live in and, to be honest, it's great." He took a bit off the pizza he had put on the table, murring happily at the taste.

"So, before when you, uuuhh, said you were going to stuff... stuff your ass... did you mean it or was it a joke?" Digby was struggling, balancing himself on a razor-thin line between walking out of the house and joining his sister. His pants certainly reflected that, strained so taut that if Beau had looked under the table he would have been able to see the male Shih-tzu's cock veins throb under the jeans and the seams slowly start to give up under the assault of his junk.

"Oh, that? Well yes, yes I was." Beau shrugged. Maybe he had gotten too used living with Isabelle but he didn't feel ashamed anymore about admitting to what he liked. Most of the time people could just smell it on him, the herm's ball musk and sweat was nigh-impossible to get rid of, not that he wanted to. Digby nodded but he was just picturing the impala next to him bouncing on one of the dozen sizeable dildos stuck to the wall, his eleven incher sloppily spilling precum all over the place. Inside his pants, the Shih-tzu's cock had torn his underwear, the only barrier left were the seams of his pants' groin and those too were on the verge of defeat. The bulge in his pants was now jutting one and a half feet out of his groin, a testament to his size and to the jeans' structural prowess. "I like to do it often since I am trying to get Isabelle to fuck me in the ass."

"Wh-what?" Digby's cock nearly broke through the cloth in a split second

"Been trying for a month, we took it easy: she made me go through every toy she has, small to large, then she moved onto fisting and such..." Beau moaned, absentmindedly stroking himself openly in front of Isabelle's brother, the habit he had developed too strong to be controlled. The impala's nuts twitched, each seven-inch wide sphere shivering as they sent fatter loads that splattered onto the table. On the couch, Isabelle was busy sucking herself off, her cock sliding in and out of her mouth with casual ease, her balls slapping on the soaked cushions as she stroked her shaft at the same time, racing over the entire length back and forth, coating it with cum as she grabbed handfuls of spent cum from the couch and the many condoms leaking onto the carpet and floor. "So whenever I'm not in class or doing something important or when we're not doing something together, I try to get over that last hurdle..."

Beau huffed, his cock twitching on the verge of an orgasm, his balls groaning as sweat made a lewd print on the chair, the veins on his shaft dancing and pulsating with hot blood. But then he remembered he wasn't alone and wasn't just with Isabelle. He let go of his cock, a single bead of cum oozing out of his pink crown, raising his hands as he inhaled sharply. Digby whined under his breath, trying his best to hold back, but the smell of cum in the air, the sounds of his sister gagging on her cock, the sight of the cute impala next to him openly jerking himself off as he thought of cramming his sister's cock in his ass... the transformation from the repressed, always angry Isabelle back at home to this sex-positive, free woman was amazing. Digby huffed, on the verge of getting out of his pants to join her for the first time in months, jerking off with her as they did in secret at the showers of the school. His thoughts were interrupted as Isabelle moaned loudly, her back arching as she let her fat cockhead slip from her mouth as it swelled and thickened, the underside of her cock bloating with her load. Digby watched his twin blast herself in the face with her own cock right then and there, her roommate grinning as he resumed stroking himself, having forgotten that he was there once again. Both males looked as the herm's tits bounced with her every spasm, thick ribbons of pearly white cum splattering all over herself until she opened her mouth once again and swallowed half of her towering pillar, her gullet bloated with fat cockflesh as cum gushed into her own stomach.

Digby whined and his cock took the decision for him, freeing itself as his pants finally were torn into shreds by his size. There was a loud thump under the table, the glasses filled with cum that dripped from the ceiling falling on their sides so strong the impact of his cock slamming against the underside of the table, some rolling over as their content spilled all over the wood and dripped down the floor. Beau noticed, looking down to see if something had broken, kneeling only to find the second biggest and fattest cock he had seen in his life. The first one was a few feet away from him, currently aimed at the walls and the windows as Isabelle's bottomless balls just kept on unloading more and more and more cum, her massive shaft throbbing, the herm stroking herself as she began giving herself a boobjob, her tits spreading around the fat cock and rekindling her orgasm, the next shot splattering so hard against the ceiling that some of that thick load ended up coating her brother's face from afar.

Beau's eyes widened as he stared at Digby's cock, the thick, throbbing, uncut length before him so similar to Isabelle's, ever so slightly shorter and less girthy, but not an inch below three feet long, a mere inch shorter than his twin's. The foreskin greedily hugged his pink tip, the cum slit gently oozing fat globs of precum that splattered on the ground. The impala gulped with hunger, watching his still trapped balls twitch so hard they swelled just enough to rip through the last shreds of his pants, flopping out in the open. The smell of someone impossibly pent up hit Beau like a truck: Isabelle reeked of sex and cum all day long, she relished that scent, huffing her own musk whenever and wherever, but Digby reeked of backed up loads. His nuts were almost twice hers, immense, churning hard as they grew quickly from merely ten inches wide to fifteen in seconds. One sphere alone was wider than Beau's cock was long and they were glistening with sweat like polished gems under the light of a jeweller. The impala felt his mouth drool at the mere thought of how hard Digby could cum and how much he'd pump out, maybe he'd outclass his sister by the sheer size of his pent up nuts and turn the house into a truly catastrophic place. He inched closer, hoping for the male Shih-tzu not to notice him while staring at his sister's cumming her brains out giving herself a boobjob on the couch.

Beau was now inches away from that fat, throbbing cockhead, his muzzle caked in stray shots of precum as big as most male's orgasms, eyes glued by thick ribbons of gooey fluids. Guided only by his nose, the impala braved the last half a foot of distance between him and his goal. The second he felt his nose touch Digby's cock, he snorted, hard, the raw musk of a male that hadn't blow a load properly in years making the impala nearly blow his own load right then and there from a mere single sniff. As if that monstrous cock had a mind of its own, it swelled and thickened, pushing back against Beau's snout, the foreskin peeling back to uncover the thick pink crown. The smell grew heavier almost instantly, a bomb of raw musk and need that was far more potent than when Isabelle had been so busy she didn't blow her load for almost two days straight. Beau came on the spot, his nose rubbing against Digby's cock, tongue gently licking at the underside uncovered by his foreskin, his own shaft twitching madly as thick ropes of cum splattered against the Shih-tzu's nuts.

It was only then that Digby realized that the impala had disappeared and sneaked under the table and was now cumming hands free as he sniffed and licked his cock. The Shih-tzu whined at the sight, confused, shocked and almost impossibly turned on. No one but himself had gotten so close to his junk, not even Isabelle had managed to find the courage to do it, both twins too afraid of their father but now he not only had been sitting next to a naked stranger, but his cock had torn through his pants and said stranger had blow his load just by smelling it. Digby bit his lip and braced, fingers turning white under the grey fur as he tried not to cum as well from the sheer lewdness of the events unfolding around him, his balls painted with impala cum groaning, refusing to not release their cargo now that they were free and stinking up the place. Beau felt the tremors through the other male's immense cock, mouth opening by reflex to catch any stray shot of cum or pre that would escape that colossal pillar of cockflesh. Load after load of pre spiled in his maw, fat dollops of precum that filled it in a split second, the rest splattering all over his muzzle with lewd, loud thumps. Isabelle heard them from where she stood as her orgasm waned, turning around to see her blushing, gritting twin hold on for his dear life as Beau knelt beneath the table and took every shot to the face with remarkable talent. Digby looked down, staring at Beau's eyes while he looked up and swallowed what he had in his mouth, licking his lips, and opening them again to catch then next load as pre dripped down his fur and ended up being used as lube for the throbbing impala cock.

"Having fun?" Isabelle chuckled, wading through her orgasm's results, her paws slick with cum as her tits oozed more, her cock standing proud in between them, dollops firing every now and then and sliding down her pillar of herm goodness. She sat on the table, paws dangling off the edge as her balls left a huge cummy and sweaty print on the wood. Digby blushed hard, thanking the heavens when Beau saw the herm's paws and dove for those, taking Isabelle's cum soaked toes in his mouth. She moaned, her cock firing some cum on the fridge while her roommate cleaned her pads and toes, huffing her foot musk from time to time. "You don't have to hold back anymore, Digby, you know that, right?" She stroked his chin lovingly, helping him get rid of that blush. Her twin's cock thumped against the table again, forcing him to get it out, hugging the thick, throbbing slab of dick as it lay on his chest like a python. "Beau loves getting his face covered in cum." The impala in question moaned, licking the gaps between her toes in response, effectively agreeing to her words.

"Yeah but... I... I don't know Izzie... it doesn't feel..." Digby frowned, his nuts groaning, protesting loudly for the lack of attention. "Dad just hammered us for so long I can't just... let go."

"Hmm... then I guess I need to help you a bit." Isabelle smiled, her expression leaving her twin brother confused. She slid over, Beau protesting as her toes were stolen from him, meekly following their journey as Isabelle sat on her brother's lap, her cock pressing against his, balls smushing against balls. Digby huffed, biting his lips to reign his libido in. Her HH cups sandwiched both their mammoth cocks at the same time, almost, both girths too great even for her bountiful bosom, the heat the twin spires shared was almost unbearable. "Let's get these bad boys out of the way." She smiled and pushed their cocks aside and grabbed her brother's face. He was frozen, his brain overstimulate as not only he was feeling a flesh against his flesh, the weight of someone on his lap, but it was his sister, his flesh and blood, that was doing so. Her tits were right there if he wanted, her cock throbbing against his own, her balls churning atop his groaning hills.

Then she kissed him, out of the blue, no more words, no warnings, nothing. Her tongue slid inside his mouth and wrapped around his own like a snake coiling around its prey, her nose bumping with his before she tilted her head and kissed him harder, her nipples digging into his chest as she squeezed. Digby's eyes rolled back, the lack of experience oh so evident between them, her tongue dominating him as the taste of her cock spread on his tastebuds. He could taste her cock, her cum, the sweat and oils that laid upon her flesh from the kiss, her breath strongly smelling of her previous loads. He hadn't ever kissed anyone beyond a timid peck once in high school, a fleeting attempt to get a girl before his father had rushed to stop him.

Now his own sister was jamming his throat with her tongue in a heated, incestuous kiss as if nothing else mattered, tasting her cock as if he had licked it himself while their shafts frotted on the side, gushing lewdly into the sink, thick jets of dense spunk to prepare for the incoming fall of the dam. Beneath them, Beau was staring at a most heavenly show: the twins' balls rubbing against each other, both immense sets of nuts churning, twitching, and growing around each other, deforming as their cargo sloshed and grew more dense. He barely hesitated, his body darting forward to plant his snout right in between: the scent of ass, cock, cum and balls flooded his nostrils and lungs, his eyes rolling back in sheer pleasure as he snorted the stink of the two horny dogs as if his life depended on it, as if oxygen was toxic and only pure, raw ball funk was enough to make him breathe and live. Digby felt a wet nose rub on his sack, then lips kissing his taut orbs, then a tongue lap the sweat and musk off his fur and hands caressing his straining sack. It was too much at once even for a seasoned male, a woman skilled with her tongue ravishing his mouth while an eager musk slut huffed their scents, but for a virgin, and even more for a pent up virgin like him, it was borderline maddening. Maybe for a pornstar it'd have been something to enjoy and make last, though it wasn't the case this time.

He barely lasted ten seconds under their combined assault, hands limp as Isabelle toyed with him and Beau worshipped their balls. His orgasm made the windows shake from the sheer power of his churning nuts, vibrating Beau's skull and making him cum on the spot as a musk bomb spread all around them. His cock bloated with a load so thick and so powerful it felt like a bomb going off in his groin, Isabelle joining him soon after, their orgasms matching perfectly. The twin cockheads gushed in sync, two arm-thick jets of insanely thick cum rocketing through air that smelled like ball sweat so much that people outside could taste the salt in the air. The windows didn't stand a chance, shattering on the spot as cum gushed out to splatter on the front yard. The constant throbbing and grinding made it so that the streams of spunk would arch and wave, splattering against the walls as if two firemen were pumping spunk inside the house, the thick jets simply coating everything so thoroughly and so much that the kitchen was repainted white within a minute, the living room flooded as well as the bedroom and bathroom. Beneath the table, Beau was mostly safe from the splatters, but even he wasn't able to escape the flood as cum rained down and pooled all around him, his balls, cock and taint lapped by an ever growing lake of fresh jizz until he was holding his hands down on his cock and thrust inside his grip, the endless loads around him perfect lube for his achingly hard shaft.

Isabelle eventually stopped kissing her twin, giving him barely ten seconds to breathe before she pulled his head down and placed her nipples in his mouth, her hard thick nubs making him suckle out of instinct, biting down gently as he sucked and licked them. She moaned and rode on his groin as her brother reached for her HH cups and massaged them, squeezed them, played with them in a flurry of new sensations as she stroked his shaft. She could feel Beau underneath them, licking, kissing, sniffing. Her pussy soon felt his tongue, his nose bumping against her puffy, twitching donut. The herm huffed softly, biting her lip as Digby started to figure out how to make her squeeze her thighs around their cocks and as Beau ate her out with passion, his tongue slipping in her utterly sopping folds. Her orgasm grew stronger, her loads thicker as the log she called a cock throbbed wildly. Then her brother came again, almost stacking orgasms on top of each other, his nuts churning so hard she felt cum bubbling under the taut surface. The sheer amount of spunk rushing out of his cock was ludicrous, a solid beam of raw breeding batter that utterly reeked of virility, turning the entire house into a foggy mess, her own scent almost gone despite her having spent weeks cementing the very walls with her special brand of nut musk.

How long it took for the both of them to stop cumming she wasn't sure, she normally took at most ten minutes to come down from her high when the naughty impala worked her up a lot, but today she felt like she had been cumming for nearly an hour. Her fur was beyond soaked in cum, her cock sore but in a pleasant way, her balls somehow still full as were Digby's, their barely softer shafts still pressed around each other. She kissed him, her mouth full of their mixed cum, passing it back and forth until she made him swallow that lewd concoction and only then did she stepped down the chair and into the draining cum pool. The door was open and Beau stood by it, holding it in place as spunk flowed out into the street.

"Thanks Beau." She chuckled and helped her twin stand up. "Mmmh had fun?"

"Wh-what? Me?" Digby looked around in a state of bliss, realizing that most of what was around him was his fault: the entire place was a wreck, more so than before, nothing wasn't covered in cum, he must have spilled hundreds and hundreds of gallons at minimum with how potent the smell of salt and musk was and yet he was not even soft, much less felt empty. "Is this... is this what it's like for you?"

"Oh yes, very much so..." She slapped his ass and helped him take off his cum soaked shirt and ruined pants. "Come on, let's sit on the couch, it's better than a chair." He stood up and shakily waded through an ankle deep ocean of cum, his toes sinking with every step in the thick, warm spooge, his fur soaked to the brim with what hadn't been spilled on every surface around them or drained out the front door. Digby eventually plopped down his ass on the couch, cum squelching around his bare ass, pucker tickled by the warm stuff as his balls sang in happiness, idly shooting sizeable loads of pre onto the coffee table, gluing the smut magazines to it and the pages to each other.

"This is a bit different than when we used to fill condoms in the shower gym, huh?" He sighed, happy, satisfied, finally feeling some of the tension that had been weighting down his back for years. He had cum so hard and so much and yet no one was there to complain or yell at him, his sister was beside him, naked and grinning with happiness as well.

"Well it's not like we didn't do huge messes as well back then. Remember when we stuffed Coach Dawkins' locker with filled condoms? Poor guy reeked of cum for a week so much he had to take a leave to avoid causing problems around the school..." She laughed and relaxed, her shaft resting in between her tits comfortably.

"Still, we just filled two condoms each that day and almost got caught. Even when we stayed behind after gym class the final year and kind of literally hosed the showers we didn't cum quite as much as now. I mean, look at this!" He lifted his feet up, watching as cum bridges formed between the gaps in his toes and buckets dripped down. "I walked through a lake of cum!"

"And I bet you could go for another load right about now." Isabelle winked, gently stroking his cock with her left hand, his foreskin peeling back until it revealed all of his glans again, the thick crown swelling as his cum pipe bloated with a fresh helping of sperm-rich pre.

"Kinda." He blushed and awkwardly reached for her own shaft, pumping his arm up and down her thicker length. She yipped and sped up, the two of them jerking each other off on the couch, finally able to do what they had never done before in their lives, openly pleasuring each other. "We spent years finding hidden places to jerk off, each doing our own stuff separately and now here we are, just... doing it." Digby huffed, rubbing his palm on Isabelle's cock, his pads instantly soaked in thick precum, his fingers sticky with her output.

"Yeah, it's great." She wrapped her lips around her cockhead as Digby stroked her, swallowing load after load of pre, easily cramming her tip in her mouth. He gulped and looked at his own cock, his throat suddenly oh so dry and oh so eager to feel something inside of him. He opened his mouth and placed his lips upon his flesh: the flavour of his own maleness exploded onto his tongue, fireworks going off on his tastebuds as pre spilled on it. He could feel every bit of the journey of each fat load, from his balls to his cock to his mouth, slowly pushed with powerful muscles till it ended up back inside him, sloshing in his gut. He had never done it before, the shadow of their father all too present for too long even as adult he had never tried to pleasure himself with his mouth. "Mmmhh..." Isabelle gagged, pushing herself down her length, bobbing on it lewdly and loudly. The two kept on jerking each other off as they sucked themselves at the same time, bobbing along their lengths, Digby showing remarkable talent in the task as he slid nine inches down his throbbing pole without even encountering gag reflex.

"Hey! Stop it you two!" Beau huffed, stomping in the cum puddles left around the house as the majority had been drained, pissed and hard as steel. "You two had your fun, now I get to have it."

"Shush... don't think I didn't feel you down there eating ass and cumming hands free you musk whore." Isabelle chuckled, her cock popping out of her mouth and firing a fat dollop on her chin. Digby stopped, freezing in place as the barely authoritative tone of the impala evoked his father's commands. "You reek of ass and balls." She winked and Beau stuck out his tongue, blowing a raspberry in her general direction. "It suits you."

"Thanks, you sit on me so much I can smell your big fat sweaty nuts all day long." He grinned and winked. "But seriously, I want to have some fun of my own now. You two forgot about me while you were redecorating the house."

"Hmmm, fair enough." She murred and laid back. "Feel free to partake as you wish oh noble ass sniffer." She waved her hands in the air, helping Digby calm down somewhat as his muscles relaxed and stopped being so tense. "But don't forget about my brother ok? He gets to feel what it's like to be me as well."

"So you are saying today I get twice the dose of cock and balls as usual?" Beau licked his lips with hunger, his cock jumping happily. "I think I can do it." The impala murred, grabbing a toy that had slipped off the wall and held it in his hands. Digby looked down at him, hissing and moaning as Beau grabbed his cock and licked it, stroking the mammoth shaft from base to tip, slowly milking fatter and fatter dollops of pre that he rubbed onto the canine dildo, paying extra attention to the fat four-inch wide knot at the base. With his other hand he reached for Isabelle's dick, doing the same but using handfuls and handfuls of fresh lube to tend to his donut, jamming his entire hand up there after a minute of teasing. The twins above were extremely invested in the lewd show, both of their shafts freely oozing more precum for him to use, slowly going from just shoving his fist in his tailhole to fisting himself with rather shocking ease, as if that was hardly something to mention. "There we go." Beau moaned loudly, sitting on the dildo, the knot slipping inside after a bit of pushing and grinding, the toy lodging itself inside him. "See? I told you I am aiming to take her properly." Digby gulped and waited for the next part, his body a plaything for the impala to use and enjoy at this point. The lewd pop of that huge knot had been quite arousing, the fact that his own sister's cock was thicker all around even more so.

Beau licked his lips and murred, eyeing his prey from below, the knot in his ass spreading him nice and wide, hitting his prostate so big it was and keeping him leaking and eternally hard, the cum lube inside his ass keeping him warm and even more aroused. To put on that sort of show in front of his roommate's brother was quite fun, so he made sure to give him the first taste of his skills. The impala grabbed Digby's feet and lifted them up, making the Shih-tzu blush and whine as he gently placed his tongue on the cumstained pawpads, dragging it along the lines and crevices, lapping up every last droplet of spunk as he huffed and looked up at the moaning dog. He smiled, and licked between the gaps of his toes, shoving them inside his mouth, gently suckling on them. Digby huffed, stretching his toes by reflex as the light tickling moved all over, from one foot to the other. Isabelle grinned and extended her own messy paw, which Beau grabbed onto immediately. The twins watched, jerking themselves off slowly as the impala rubbed their feet onto his muzzle, sniffing, licking, suckling on both their feet at the same time, strands of saliva lewdly connecting their toes. Beau was almost in heaven, his nose chock full of musk, his tongue tingling with the potent taste of cum and sweat, his ass screaming in pleasure as he kept on squeezing onto the fat dildo lodged inside of it.

He cleaned their feet until they were shining with saliva and then let them fall, splashing into a puddle of freshly spilled cum that had rained down from the couch, making them dirty once again. He debated whether to do it all over again but decided otherwise, making Isabelle wrap her pads around his cock as he reached for hers and pulled it down. The slab that was her cock resisted but just enough to make him want it even more, gently kissing it to coax it to bend to his will. She chuckled and moaned, letting him have his prize as she massaged her nuts gently to get him even messier. Wads and wads of precum splattered onto his front as he kissed her cockhead and licked under the hood, the raw, overwhelming taste of cock and sweat exploding in his mouth like firecrackers, simply unmatched in flavour. But he had tasted that godly cock so much he knew it by heart at that point and there was one more cock he wanted, no, needed to know the taste of. Digby was already eagerly pushing his shaft downwards, like an overzealous students giving the teacher their homework even before being asked. Beau's eyes shone as he slid a finger under the greedy foreskin on that second log of breeder cock, lifting it and circling around gently. He kissed it, making out with it under its owner's gaze, his tongue lapping the endless pre bubbling from the slightly gaping cumslit. Then he opened his mouth wide, letting Digby look at the inside for a split second, saliva and cum and the sweat from their feet forming lewd bridges between tongue and palate before he placed it on the swelling cockhead.

The male Shih-tzu's eyes rolled back, his cock finally sliding inside something wet and warm, his earlier skillfull attempt to deepthroat himself paling in comparison to the feeling of a foreign tongue sliding over his glans. Beau mewled as well, a new potent flavour blossoming on his tongue when he slid it under the foreskin, lapping up concentrated musk from the source. Isabelle tasted like cinnamon all over with sweet, honey-like undertones that made sucking her off an utter pleasure even when he wasn't horny. Digby however, tasted of just male: a bit sweet like his twin, but just enough to make the flavour addicting, the overall taste leaning more onto the spicy, like a fire that made his insides tingle and burn with need.

He licked and licked, on the verge of cumming from the taste along as he had done with that wonderful stench under the table, only now it was much more potent. Beau spread his mouth even wider, slowly but surely getting over the fat cockhead and onto the shaft proper. Both males groaned, one loudly and the other muffled by more cock than he could truly comfortably handle, his mouth crammed full of throbbing flesh as cum poured into his gullet out of the blue. It had been too much all at once, Digby wasn't ready to feel a mouth around his shaft, so he just blew his load right then and there, no warning, no fuss, just a fat, gallon-sized dollop of thick nut batter bloating the impala's cheeks even more. Beau was forced to swallow as Digby came just a bit, his balls churning visibly as pints and then gallons of raw spunk rocketed through thirty six monstrously thick inches of dick down to the smaller impala's gut. Beau's stomach bloated, his nose leaking what he couldn't completely swallow, eyes rolled back in pure bliss as he pushed himself and sunk five inches, then six and then more still, his throat bulging lewdly with the dog's cock, the beast cumming directly into his stomach by the time he was halfway down the entire length. Both twins could see the ripples in his gullet, each massive shot of cum bloating it even more as his stomach grew and fattened, pushing against the shirt that began to stretch dangerously. It was almost shocking he had managed to get down that far and that easily, but maybe trying to deepthroat Isabelle on a near daily basis had helped stretch him up there too.

Beau pulled back after a bit, the dog's orgasm was still going strong so he got blasted in the face over and over with the last few gallons of cum, most of it raining down on his front and adding some to the soaked shirt, sliding over the two feet wide swell of his gut as its content sloshed lewdly. Without batting an eye, Beau took a deep breath and moved over to Isabelle, making the horny herm gasp as his mouth touched her far fatter cockhead. She whined, eager, hopeful that this would be the day she felt something hot around her cock. Her brother had somehow beaten her to it despite having been a virgin that very same morning and having spent at most one hour with her slutty roommate, but she wasn't even angry, not when the impala looked beyond hungry for more cum, more cock and more pleasure. Beau did not swallow one drop, letting her see her brother's cum swirling in his maw and on his tongue, the sheer lewdness of the sight made her shoot right into that cummy mess, filling it with her own brand of breeding batter. Sufficiently lubed, Beau kissed her gaping cockhead and began working anew, putting far more effort as her shaft was bigger and girthier than its male counterpart. But how wonderful was that taste, how thick it was, how raw and potent it was. Like with Digby, it drew him to go wild, pushing, using the pints of cum swirling in his mouth to lube that fat glans until it too popped beyond his lips. This time it was him that came on the spot, or nearly, his balls discharging hefty amounts of cum simply from the joy and pride for having finally gotten over that hurdle. Isabelle was nearly about to join her brother, but her experience helped her get her bearings together for just a bit longer.

Still, the cumshot that rocketed through her monster cock was immense, Beau's nostrils shooting out twin streams of spunk from the sheer pressure of that single shot. He was very familiar with her talents for pumping out more cum than anything alive could, he had learned how to handle it, but stuck in his mouth, that cock was truly a weapon he had to fight against with all his power. He resisted the urge to stay there and take everything she could throw at him and won, bracing himself as he slid a few more inches along that slab of a cock. Already her tip was touching the back of his throat and there was still so much dick left to swallow. But he was determined to get at the literal bottom of the problem. He inhaled through his nostrils and pushed again, cramming just enough cock down his throat to have her start pouring her pre down his gullet, allowing him to concentrate on sucking and massaging that cock with his throat rather than having to swallow every second. Isabelle held her brother's hand, seeking some help as her cock was finally inside something hot warm that rippled around her flesh. She had been there with Beau for weeks, they had done so many things, came together so many times, she had sucked him off on every conceivable surface of the house and only now that her twin was there that her roommate was able to suck her off properly. It was a sign that this was meant to be for her.

Isabelle howled and grabbed Beau's head, pulling back the foot and a half of girthy hermcock that he had managed to swallow, her cockhead stopping her from fully escaping his maw and then pushed it back down. Beau gagged, though his gag reflex was gone out of sheer lust and weeks of attempts to take her. His ass ached oh so much, envious of his maw's chance to take that wonderful dick before it could have, the massive, knotted dildo throbbing as if alive inside the impala's guts. The herm kissed her brother as he jerked off and another foot of cock slid inside her roommate's guts, her cockhead breaching into his stomach fully and kissing the bottom as cum swirled inside of it, the impala over two thirds down her spire. Isabelle's nuts churned and screamed, as if an engine was about to start roaring, thicker and thicker pre sloshing inside the impaled male's stomach. Too horny to hold back any longer, too excited to care, the Shih-tzu held onto Beau's horns and simply pushed him down the last bit of her shaft, his gut bulging with the shape of her dick, his nose buried in her sweaty crotch fur and then she came. Her balls gurgled and pumped what might have been the fattest single load of her life up until that moment, her cock thickening just to carry it throughout its entire length. Beau's stomach doubled in size by that single shot alone in a single second, the next moment half again as big and then even more, the impala soon resting upon a bed of his own belly as cum swirled within him.

Before he could even realize, too focused on taking every bit she was pumping into him, her cum had made its way throughout his entire body and was now hammering against the glorified knotted plug in his ass. He swelled bigger and bigger as the pressure rose and his nose leaked so much cum he was hardly able to breathe. Until the plug gave up, his ass gaping for a split second, the soft red inner flesh bared in a lewd O just before cum gushed out, relieving the pressure somewhat, just as much added every second as what spilled out of him.

"Hmmm... plug... plug him up Digby!!" Isabelle howled, her eyes rolling back in pleasure, her hips starting to move back and forth, facefucking her roommate into a cum coma. Her twin didn't even need a second more, struggling only to stand up as the floor turned into a safety hazard.

His cockhead was pressing against the impala's gaping rump within five seconds, the male Shih-tzu on the verge of blowing his load yet again as his sister's cum gushed onto his crotch and lubed his cock for his next actions. Digby yipped, pushing his cock against the tide of spunk, plugging the impala with his girth, sealing most of the cum inside him once again. Beau came again and again: he had barely been able to take her cockhead before, now he was being facefucked by the same herm he had been training to take and impaled from behind by her twin. Both cocks were as long as one of his legs, hers thicker, and both were now inside him, rearranging his insides as cum poured out from both. Digby lasted all of one minute before he couldn't hold it anymore, his balls still pent up, his body still not used to such pleasure much less sex of this kind.

Beau turned into a cum blimp well before the two had finished, forcing them to pull out to avoid hurting him, their gushing cocks painting his back white until he was just big enough for them to sheathe both mammoth spires into his holes again. But they didn't do it as before, oh no, Isabelle had much better plans in mind: plenty lubed, stretched and gaping, Beau's rump turned to be the perfect holster for her shaft, his slutty, blown-out tailhole simply accepting her girth as if it had been made for it. Digby had been the last step of a long arduous training that had lasted weeks, Isabelle's huge girth the apex that the impala would likely ever reach in his life. She felt her cock slide in like a chopstick through soft dumplings, Beau's insides sliding around her cockhead, moulding themselves to her shape, making the impala cum as her endless cock throbbed against his prostate, milking his nuts for all they were worth. He might have screamed for more but Digby had taken the place of his twin, his monster cock now sliding in and out of his mouth. The twin's behemoths met in the middle over and over, their cockheads kissing inside his stomach, sharing cum, sweat and musk right into that person-sized chamber until their balls ached with pleasure and their cocks softened at last.

They slumped atop each other on the couch while they waited for Beau to deflate a bit, watching him gush cum from both ends, his person-sized belly turning into a motherly bump for triplets to a huge gut that sloshed with fresh cum within the course of fifteen minutes. The impala was still a bit out of it and laid there, moaning and shooting blanks constantly with his ass raised high in the air, tailhole gaping lewdly. Digby was riding his high, breathing hard as he grabbed his twin's tits and played with them, sucking on her nipples from time to time.

"Well... you're a quick learner Digby..." Isabelle whined as her brother pinched her nubs and pulled gently at her tits, making her toes curl and her cock harden a bit as it lay like a sleeping beast between her legs.

"Mmhhh..." He murred, mouth buried in a valley of musky, sweaty boobfles, motorboating the soft mounds as he had once heard a friend claim to have done. "Can we do more?" The request was obviously not unexpected but upon seeing how hard he still was, even Isabelle had to concede that either her brother had zero refractory time or he was so pent up and horny that he'd not soften one inch till he was completely dry. "Please?"

"I don't see why not." She pulled his head up and kissed him, the sweat off their bodies strong on his tongue as they fought. This time he put up a better fight already, proving indeed to be a quick learner. "But we gotta give Beau some time to get back on his feet before we can have some proper fun, ok?" She kissed his nose. "So go on, get on your back. You have sucked yourself, got blown by a slut, had your first deepthroat experience and anal back to back... now it's time to learn how to eat a girl's pussy." Isabelle pushed him on his back, his cock bobbing in the air as she turned around. Digby gulped, unsure of what to do, completely mesmerized by the sight above him.

Isabelle spread her cheeks apart, letting him stare at the fat domes of rump open like a treasure chest, revealing the pink puffy donut nestled right in between, glistening with heat and sweat and the true prize hidden just beneath. Her balls swayed back and forth, huge, groaning, her muff slick and so heated by all the musk and lust in the air he could feel the heat radiating from her folds. She shook her ass left and right, dictating his movements before simply sitting on his face, his entire head engulfed in a world of musky herm ass. The lights went out, leaving nothing but his sense of smell and taste to guide him to his destination. He sniffed and bumped his nose against her pussy, cold against heated flesh, the smell of her arousal so strong he felt his cock throb hard. This wasn't just any pussy, it was his sister's, the same pussy he had stolen peeks when she was showering and he stood by to pretend to stop her from jerking off on behalf of their dad. He sniffed and nuzzled it, teasing her folds gently before pushing his tongue out to steal a lick. The taste of cinnamon spread on his tongue, light but potent, the sweet scent fighting bravely against the reek of ass and sweaty balls around it. Sometimes he forgot that she was a herm, too distracted by her massive cock and propensity to cum more than anyone he had ever seen.

Digby huffed deeply one last time and began lapping her pussy, his broad tongue sliding over her soaked folds, making her shiver and bite her lip. For Isabelle, feeling her brother's tongue was something of a dream come true as well, having spent lots of time back in the day to try and push him over the edge, showing off her assets in the shower, masturbating with her ass in his direction in the gym showers... she had tried them all and nothing ever happened. But now she was riding his face, her balls of his chest, her ass completely engulfing his entire head as he licked her pussy, awkwardly and clumsily but doing a good job despite the lack of skill. His tongue slipped in ever so slightly, making her passage quiver, his throat dancing as she squirted in his mouth the moment he found her clit and rubbed it gently with his fingers, his entire head caked in a mix of pussy juice and sweat as her ass turned into a sauna around him. Isabelle moaned, grinding her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy on his snout, letting his nose sink into her tunnel just enough to make him sniff as deep as he could get. He licked, lapped, huffed and ate her out with increasing desperation, waiting for her to cum all over him again and again. And cum she did, her reins gone completely, her one and only goal to cum as much as she could, to drench the couch and her brother in juices till he was hers and hers only. She felt hungry, her pussy absolutely screaming to be filled and stuffed to the brim. Digby gasped as she lifted her ass, his throat dumping one last mouthful of fluids as lewd bridges of mixed fluids dripped down his chest and chin, letting him see the results of his frantic licking.

"Mmhh Digby..." Isabelle huffed, turning around to kiss her brother, tasting herself on his lips, sharing the flavour of her pussy between them as her hands reached behind her and guided his throbbing cock to the sopping wet muff.

"Izzie... wh-what are you doing?"

"Mhh I don't know but I want it..." She kissed him harder, preventing him from voicing any more complaints as she slowly let his cockhead pierce into her folds, spreading her pussy wider and wider till he popped in raw, a gush of cum splattering inside her passage. She felt it inside her and came a little. "Sorry... but I've waited so many years for you to do it I can't wait anymore." She pushed herself down, sinking a few more inches onto his shaft.

"Sorry about that Izzie." He kissed her back, the two breathing heavily as he slowly began to push back, forcing more of his thirty six inches of cock to slide inside her muff. By the third thrust he was battering against her cervix, more than half of his cock still outside.

"Shut up and fuck me." Isabelle howled and hugged him, burying his head in her tits once again as she began to pick up a pace, slowly but surely driving his cock into her very depths. "I'm on the pill so just cum as hard as you can... just fill me up and make me a blimp..." She squeezed every inch of dick inside her, feeling the difference between the thick veins throbbing on his flesh so tightly she was massaging his length by the time he was starting to pierce into her very womb. "Fill your sister please.... mmhhhh..." Her feet slipped in the puddle of cum on the couch, her grip on him unable to keep her standing. Her pussy spasmed as she sunk more than halfway down his cock in one slick, lewd movement before she could get her bearings together. Her belly was now bulging with his cock, the shape of his glans stretching her fur as fat dollops stretched it further. Her womb stuffed with throbbing flesh, assaulted. She felt his tip kiss the back of her chamber and that made her cum more than a little. "FFFfffcccck..." Isabelle spasmed, her thighs quivering as her pussy clamped down on her twin's cock like a vice, massaging every bit of the thirty inches of arm-thick dick stuffed inside it, gushing as she squirted all over his belly fur, her own cock thrumming as Digby slowly jerked it and aimed it at the wall behind them, the window shattering under the force of her partial climax. "Oh gods Digby..."

She bit her lips and kissed him again, one more sharing the taste of her pussy between them as she slid up and sunk back down, her gut stretching and relaxing over and over while the two picked the pace up from scratch, their thrusts stronger, reaching deeper into her passage, her womb sloshing with more and more of his precum. Her cock was forgotten as she concentrated solely on feeling her pussy slide over her brother's slab of a shaft, the way his veins throbbed, the way her inner walls stretched over it, the way she could feel every shot of pre travel from her folds to her womb and slosh within it. Her nuts gurgled, groaned, firing fat loads every time she sunk down and added another inch until, with a loud, lewd squelch, she felt her pussy touch his groin, their bodies completely connected as her gut bulged out with thirty six monstrous inches of uncut cock. She yipped, bracing herself as she put every bit of energy she had into riding her brother, her ass rising and falling, the clap of their hips growing louder and wetter as cum began gushing from her muff and her balls impacted with more and more strength on his belly.

Digby pushed her on her back after a while, turning her around, feeling her pussy stretch as its walls slid around him until she was with her ass up and her face right where her balls usually rested, her nose chock full of her own ball funk. He bent over against her back, holding her breasts in his palms, tugging, pulling, kneading and pinching her nipples as their nuts collided. Beau came to his senses as the male Shih-tzu was rawdogging his sister with enough speed to make her cum at every messy, lewd thrust, the impact of their nuts making each groan and wince in a mix of pain and pleasure as if two wrecking balls were crashing into each other over and over, his hips a blur as instinct took over. He watched Digby's cock push her gut out and then recede, he watched her belly swell bigger and bigger as cum spilled from the imperfect seal of his cock and bathed his grey-furred nuts in juice and steamy spent spunk. Isabelle came under the relentless, animalistic, nearly bestial assault as her brother huffed down her neck and piledrived every inch of cock into her abused pussy, cumming hard along with her, their cum mixing on the couch till the cushions were so soaked that cum simply couldn't be absorbed anymore, simply pooling around them. Her gut kept her up as her arms and legs failed, her cock pinned underneath her, massaged by the sloshing tides in her womb. Digby eventually pulled out, his cock flopping on her back still gushing, his ball tensing and contracting over and over without end as his sister turned into little more than a cum coated pile of trembling muscles and a sloshing, overstuffed womb. But he wasn't done just yet, still cumming, he pressed his cock against her tailhole, pushing, using his cum as lube until the puffy ring simply gave way to his thick shaft. She howled when she felt him sink inside her backdoor, her pussy gushing with what he had pumped in, thick splatters that helped relieve some of the pressure, though he had cum so much she wasn't going to shrink fast enough. But that was the last of her concerns.

His cum now began pooling in her gut, buckets, tubs of it, stretching her even more as her insides became little more than a place for him to dump more and more and more spunk till her mouth and nose gushed thick white streams of salty breeding batter. And still he came and came, like a tide he kept on cumming, switching holes over and over until he just couldn't spill another drop and flopped onto his back, watching his sister leak cum from every pore, her pussy stretched in a lewd O, her rump wobbling as her muscles failed to close her just as stretched pucker. Beau came as well, his cock shooting blanks as his balls had long since run dry. Digby was panting heavily, his cock throbbing on Isabelle's back, spilling a few more pints that pooled down under her gut.

"Oh gods..." Isabelle huffed, swallowing some of the cum that was in her mouth, her stomach sloshing and groaning, too full and too heavy, her womb tickling pleasantly. She knew she was safe, but the idea of feeling her brother just knock her up like this wasn't so bad to her lust-addled brain. Her pussy was in heaven, spasming, squeezing on an imaginary cock, warm and leaking cum by the pint every other second, she could taste nothing but cum, smell nothing but cum, hers and her brother's.

"Fuck..." Digby sighed, happy, content. But he was still hard, his ball still huge and heavy. "Can we go again?"

"Seriously?" Isabelle tried to roll, however her gut was too big and heavy to allow that. "Give me like an hour and a half and I'll be good to go again." She chuckled, her feet reaching behind her, awkwardly grasping her brother's cock in between her paws and stroked him. She felt how hard he still was, her toes immediately gunked up by a fat fresh load of sperm rich pre.

"O-ok... sorry." He blushed, trying not to whine as his sister rubbed her paws on his cock as she lay there, immobilized by his load. Hell, he could hear his cum slosh inside her and could see her pussy and ass gushing every time she flexed her legs to stroke his shaft.

"I could... I could go again in like, ten minutes..." Beau groaned, lifting himself up, his gut wobbling, far smaller than before but still huge and heavy. As he got on his feet, his entire body trembled and a lewd waterfall of pearly white breeding batter spilled from his gaping rump, splattering all over what was left of the floor and the coffee table, shrinking his stomach a good three or four inches. Now he merely had a bump three feet wide rather than three feet and four inches. "Just need some water and refuelling and I'll be good."

"Re-refuelling?" Digby frowned, confused, but the idea that he could go again was more than enough and his cock throbbed between Isabelle's cummy paws, painting her toe beans white as she rubbed his cockhead with them.

"Oh yeah, Beau here is not quite... how do I put it, as productive as me or you Digby, but he is more than willing to 'share the load'." She laughed a bit as did Beau, the two eyeing each other and then eying the male Shih-tzu's groaning, churning breeder tanks. The impala licked his lips, his cock throbbing as his nuts ached so empty and light after having spilled every last drop he had in store.

"But a break is needed. Water, coffee maybe, some cookies even." Beau beamed, dragging grey furred dog on his feet as his sister pouted and massaged her belly. "Come, help me get some stuff. With a belly like this I can't possibly reach everywhere." He giggled, patting the bump stretching his fur, the light taps making his ass gush a little harder.

"Ok." Digby gulped and meekly followed, his paws splashing in a cum swamp of his own making, staring at the ass he had been inside of half an hour before. "What do you need?"

"Coffee beans are in the cupboard, kettle under the sink and... cookies should be in the pantry right over here." Beau pointed here and there, grabbing the cookies himself as Digby got the rest since the kettle was too low and the beans too high for the overburdened, sloshing impala to reach without doing something that might have hurt him. As the water in the kettle slowly heated up, Beau assaulted a somewhat tired Digby, pinning him against the wall, kissing him deeply.

"I better not hear any kissing back there! No kissing or fucking where I can't see you two!" Isabelle yelled from the living room. "If I must see my brother kiss another man let it be in front of my eyes so I can enjoy the show."

"Ugh, fine." Beau pulled back, silently stealing another few kisses before she could hear him do that. The herm had a talent to know when and where lewd stuff was going on around her: he had been caught so many times jerking off in bed privately that he had lost count. "But I get to kiss you in front of him as well, ok?"

"I ain't complaining." Digby chuckled and winked, slapping Beau's ass loudly. Isabelle yelled again, having heard the tell-tale sound of an ass being hit by a hand. "So, is this how you live every day?"

"More or less." Beau shrugged, putting the beans in a grinder and pouring the powder into the French press, adding some water afterwards. "There is much more kissing and ball smothering and far less... actual sex to be honest."

"Too big for you?"

"Kinda. Most of the time I'm the one fucking her." The impala puffed his chest outwards, though that made his gut slosh and his ass gape a little, the flood of spunk rushing out splattering onto the floor to join the thousands of spilled gallons from before. "I never managed to take her until today so I guess it's something to celebrate."

"I propose a threesome in bed!" Isabelle once again made herself known to the two. "I get to be the small spoon, Digby the big spoon and Beau... you can be the smallest spoon." They rolled their eyes. "Hey, just cause I'm immobile after my own twin brother came inside me doesn't mean I don't get to participate in the conversation."

"Ok, ok, I understand." Beau huffed. "Just cause you got to actually cram that log you call a dick doesn't mean I stop fucking you, ok? I am still owed a creampie a day and some anal."

"Go get those from Digby then, I bet he'd love to try both." She chuckled and grunted, attempting to roll on her side yet again. The impala turned around and stared at Digby who blushed and looked away.

"I mean, if-if you want to..." He stuttered a bit and looked at Beau with eagerness.

"Sure, popping twins' anal cherries is hardly something that happens everyday." He winked. "But as I said before, I need to top up the reserves." The coffee was finally ready, but Beau wasn't quite satisfied with the taste. "Here, hold it for me." Digby grabbed the French press by the handle where the impala had had put it, careful not to spill any of it. This proved to be quite the challenge as Beau grabbed his cock and stroked it, aiming the gushing cockhead to the hot liquid: fat dollops of spunk spilled inside, mixing with the coffee, adding a certain je ne sais quoi to the drink. He took a nice mug and poured his share, murring as the taste spread on his tongue. " Much better." With another wink, Beau led the far hornier dog to the living room. "Hmmm." The coffee table was covered in cum so the impala carefully put the mug down and knelt, licking some of the still warm spunk off the table, his ass wiggling in the direction of the twins, letting them stare at his winking, puffy ring and the constant trickle of spunk leaking out of it. Beau sat on it after cleaning a large enough area, his ass plopping with a wet squelch on the wood.

"So, when am I going to find out what this refuelling is all about?" Digby sat next to his sister, handing her a mug she gladly took, adding some of her own cum into it to make the flavour stronger and better.

"Later, now we can relax a bit." Miraculously, the tv still worked despite it being covered in so much spunk that it was hardly looking like a tv anymore, the audio crisp clear and the images pretty much fine. Beau sighed happily, eventually scooching over on the couch as well, sitting next to Digby and right where Isabelle's paws were. The impala grinned, treating himself to a quick lick and sniff every now and then as the programs droned on. "So, Digby... what are you planning to do now? Stay here and find a job? Maybe spend a couple months and then leave?"

"Oh... uhm, I don't know actually. I have no money, all I had was spent on buying food and the ticket to get here." He sighed, though that didn't seem to make him as sad as he had been when he had arrived before. "I'll find a job here eventually, in the meantime I'll cook and clean for you two to avoid being dead weight."

"Well, I don't know about cleaning..." Isabelle pointed at the state of the house and the very clear lack of any attempt on their part to clean the cum off the walls or taking out the piles of full condoms. "But I'd love some cooking. Unless you mean the tongue kind of cleaning, in which case... here." She lifted her paws and placed them under her twin's nose, Beau protested of course, but didn't complain much longer. "Clean these." She chuckled. Digby gulped loudly and grabbed her legs, placing her soft, cummy pads on his mouth and stole a lick. The taste was odd, a mix of cum sweat and something else, but it was good, very good. Before he realized, he was licking between the toe gaps and huffing her scent like Beau had done before, moving from paw to paw without her saying another word. "He's a natural." Isabelle murred and returned to her coffee and her tv program, her pads tended to while her gut slowly deflated.

"Oh, before I forget, there was this one place that needed some fresh manpower, Happy Home something something... they're short one man only. Maybe he can try there." Beau sipped on some more coffee and sighed contently. Digby nodded, giving his sister's toes one last kiss. "Ok, I got some coffee in me, now to get some spunk back so we can continue." He stood up and smiled, grabbing Digby's cock yet again. "So, it's a very easy and very nice thing that your sister and I do: you stay there and look pretty and I get the work done ok?"

"Ok... sure..." The male Shih-tzu looked puzzled but everything that had happened until that point had been the best thing to happen to him in his entire life, he'd not question whatever they did so far into his journey of self-discovery.

"Good." Beau licked his lips and stroked his cock, not a drop of precum spilling, his nuts terribly empty after so much pleasure. But while the twins could seemingly just keep going, he couldn't. Thankfully, there was a way to get back in the game. Beau peeled Digby's foreskin forward, letting it hug his cockhead, his own pulled back tautly against his flesh, he slid his smaller cock inside that musky pocket, their glans stroking against each other in a lewd embrace. Digby huffed, feeling the impala's cock rub against his own for long seconds, their heartbeats matching, their tips sharing the same cramped space. "Now for the fun part." Beau winked and pulled back, holding both their cocks in his hands and let his shaft kiss the male Shih-tzu's, their cumslits making out as bits of spunk and pre spilled inside his smaller length.

Digby huffed, bracing himself as he almost understood what was about to happen. Beau pushed, pressing hard, his smaller cock sliding inside the other male's, slowly stretching it wider, bigger and thicker. The Shih-tzu grunted, the foreign insertion inside his cum pipe confusingly pleasant, as if it was not wrong and just uncommon for him to do this. His body relaxed, muscles loosening as Beau pushed again, sinking another inch inside Digby's monster cock, their bodies connected in a most lewd way as precum began flowing inside the impala's length. One shot of pre rocketed from one male's titanic breeder tanks to the other's smaller yet no less potent orbs, making them groan as they grew heavier on the spot. Beau mewled, his cock firing the load it had taken back, lubing the fat cum slit some more, sliding deeper and deeper with every shot he took and spilled back. Digby's eyes rolled back, feeling each load of precum bubbling from his balls, crammed into a cock a third his size and then shot back again inside his plumbing like a lewd, naughty game. And with every shot crammed inside Beau's groaning nuts, they grew heavier and bigger, fuller and fuller, going from fat apples to swollen grapefruits to decently sized melons in the span of the time it had taken him to sink every last one of his eleven inch pole inside Digby's thirty six inch beast.

The two males leaned forward and kissed, Beau slowly pulling back, his balls groaning happily as they kept on growing and sloshing harder, their tongues dancing above their connected cocks, hips pulling back to meet with a lewd, loud smack whenever Digby's fat cockhead kissed the impala's musky crotch fur, spilling thicker loads of spunk as his own nuts churned hard. Isabelle looked at the show, using her own sloshing belly to jerk off, pinning her shaft beneath it and humping at the space between womb and couch, gently, slowly bringing herself to a hands free orgasm as her brother pumped his cum inside her roommate's swinging nuts. Beau kissed him deeply, messily, hungrily, tongues dancing in their mouths as their shafts sloppily slid around each other, his growing sack slapping the fat monster's underside over and over and over again. He could feel each shot pumped down his length, the wrong direction of such dense loads almost more pleasurable than the joy of shooting his own, his nuts so heavy already they felt like bowling balls and looked just as big. Months of injections from Isabelle had turned them into potent breeder factories, heavy as a melon even after cumming several times. Now that he could make use of both twin's loads, just how big would they grow? Would he end up as big as them someday? Would only his nuts grow till he sported monstrously large and heavy orbs all day long?

Beau broke the kiss, bending his back lower to kiss and lick the cock he was inside of, his hips picking up pace faster and faster, the lewd sloppy sounds of flesh sliding inside flesh, of loads backing up inside both male's cum pipes as the sheer amount Digby was pumping out was too much for his smaller cock to handle. Both males's sacks grew, Beau's fattening every other second, Digby's slowly, constantly, ceaselessly adding fractions of an inch every time he wanted to blow his load but couldn't as the impala's shaft plugged him up. Once again they kissed, now sharing the taste of that huge, throbbing shaft on their tongues as Beau slammed his hips one last time and came together with him. For a split second, the Shih-tzu felt his balls groan with someone else's orgasm, but then he came as well, his nuts shrinking a good three inches at once, packing a ludicrously fat load in one single shot that bloated his shaft twice as wide. Beau howled, holding on to the bigger cock for dear life as his entire body burned up, his plumbing utterly crammed with a load so thick he could feel it tingle inside every inch of his dick and hit his sack like a wrecking ball.

The impala's nuts swelled on the spot, twice as big, the space between his legs instantly shrinking to nothing as cum swirled inside them, tens of pounds of weight added in a split second. Then more came, more and more and more still, his balls growing so big he could feel his legs spread wide apart by the sheer size of his sack and still Digby was cumming, seconds slowly melting together, Beau's nuts touching the floor and growing even bigger lifting him up entirely after but a single minute. Then the pressure became too much and their cocks were forced to part, twin pressurized jets of impossibly dense cum splattering all over the ceiling, the ricochet coating simply everything around them with a thick musky warm coat of salty ball batter. Isabelle joined them, blowing her load beneath her belly, letting her partake in the lewd home makeover session as the two male's cocks gushed so hard their loads came out as a single, solid beam of cum.

It barely took a minute for the three of them to stop, their orgasm quick but oh so potent, all three shafts aching pleasantly. Beau huffed, reaching for his nuts, feeling their new weight: he had spilled most of what he had been pumped full with, hundreds of gallons now laying on the floor and on the couch and its two occupants rather than his sack. For a single minute, he felt his own body supported by his nuts, their sheer size, the heat, the amount of spunk sloshing inside them. He came a little again, his shot filling Digby's mouth as he opened it to moan, making him whine and swallow the mixed cumshot. Though barely a fraction of what they had been moments before, Beau's tanks were now an entire foot wide, fifty pounds heavier than they had been that morning, truly immense for anyone but the twins before him. Oh, the things he could do with that much cum...

"Turn around..." Beau ordered, helping the moaning, yipping dog to bend over on the couch right next to his sister, spreading his cheeks wide apart to reveal the tight virgin hole nestled in between. Beau huffed, shoving his nose against that pink rim, huffing and sniffing as he made the dog moan and whine louder. The impala grunted, licking that untouched treasure hungrily, eager to take it for himself and claim it first right beside her. "Mmmhh..." Beau was lost for a moment in a sea of ass musk and rump, his eyes rolling back as he sampled that divine scent with immense need. He took some of the cum oozing from his own cock and used it to slowly insert a single finger inside it. Digby's walls squeezed around him like a vice, tight, hungry, warm. His second finger slipped inside with remarkable ease, the third as well. By the time his fourth finger was crowding the space inside the Shih-tzu's rump, Beau was pleasantly shocked and twice as horny as before. "Truly a natural..." He pulled back, reaching forward to let the dog lick his fingers clean, letting him taste his own ass musk as he straight up slapped his cock on that twitching virgin pucker.

"Mmhhh..." Digby whined loudly, his tail wagging side to side eagerly, his cock throbbing hard and jumping over and over. "Just stick it in..."

"Shhh." Beau slapped the dog's ass hard, watching as that pucker tightened even further, gently rubbing his cockhead against it to further lube it up. Then, all of a sudden, the door rang and a foreign, unknown voice echoed outside.

"HOA agent here! Open up, we have received complaints about this location."

"Ugh..." All three groaned loudly, Beau dejectedly pulling back to go and answer before a yellow paw reached for him and not so gently pushed his ass forward, making his cock sink inside Digby's pucker. Both males moaned, one feeling a thick cock invade his body, the other feeling the warmth of a virgin hole around his flesh.

"I'll go deal with this, you two keep going." Isabelle kissed both of them gently and waddled her way to the front door, her pussy and gaping donut gushing more and more cum, her cock supporting the entire weight of her belly. Behind her the two had already forgotten about the door, lost in the pleasure of being connected once again, the sound of balls slapping against balls rising above the lewd moans in the living room. Isabelle chuckled and opened the door, smiling brightly at the intruder, naked, dripping and oozing musk. The blast of musk and the stench of sex hit the wolf lady before her like a truck. "Hi Audie! How are you?"

"Oh gods..." Audie fanned herself, her panties growing moist almost instantly as the reek of sex from inside the house spread like a shockwave, sticking to everything like glue. "Uhm... yeah... all... all good." She stuttered, looking around everywhere but at the leaking, cumstuffed dog standing in the doorframe. "I-I am here to voice a complaint from the HOA..."

"Oooh? How so? What might be the complaints?" Isabelle dragged a paw under Audie's chin, making her blush and shiver. "Is it the fact that cum is gushing out of the front door? Is it the smell of sex? Is it the noises we make as my brother and I fuck my roommate?" The dog huffed, her breath washing over the wolf.

"A-a-all of the above." Adie blushed hard. She felt hot, so, so hot. "It's against the... the... uhm..."

"The HOA contract terms?" Isabelle cocked her hips, her belly sloshing as her cock fired a fat load onto the wolf's dress. Audie nodded enthusiastically. "Hmm, would you like to discuss this matter inside the house? See for yourself just how extensive the damage is?" The dog grabbed her hand, gently tugging her along inside, their paws splashing in the dozens of puddles of cum on the floor. Audie felt as if someone had trapped her inside a sweaty, cum filled gym back once the door closed behind them, her nose screaming her that if she if so much dared to take another breath, she'd be lost to that lovely, manly musk. The next breath she took was more akin to a gasp for her life than anything else. Her legs crossed, her eyes rolled back and she came, standing right there, toes swirling in cum, her dress ruined as her pussy gushed hard enough to spill over her legs. "Oh my, you got dirty, better remove those clothes." Isabelle grinned, helping her shed the ruined pants and panties.

The wolf's pussy was outright soaked, leaking like a broken faucet as the thick meaty spade twitched and swelled a bit in the hot air. The Shih-tzu knelt down, her nose pressed against that soaked muff and began lapping it clean, a rather futile attempt seeing as how every lick made Audie gush more. Minutes later, Isabelle's chin and tits were slick with heated honey, the two kissing on the couch while Digby moaned and took every inch of Beau's cock like a champ, sucking himself off at every now and then, his gushing spire aimed back at the kitchen, sometimes shooting his load hard enough to make it land on the open pizza box on the kitchen table. On the tv, completely forgotten now, a dumb movie played, the sound of laser swords echoing in the air as cum gushed and coated the brightly lit screen.