"There?" Zip asked. Staying deep, he touched it again with short little strokes, one after another after another. "I finally found it, didn't I?" he asked her, eagerly.
Pinned beneath him, Mrs. Sablier shivered uncontrollably, as he continued to touch the mystery spot again and again. She could also tell, deep down, that he was somehow also perfectly stimulating everything else she had to offer too... but that was not having nearly the same impact, so to speak, as his mammoth cock-head pushing into a deep center of pleasure she had never had touched before. Had, somehow, never even found herself. She shivered again, as he rubbed that fact in once more, literally, deep within her. Then, unable to speak, her lips trembling, she slowly and silently nodded.
"Awesome!" Zip laughed. In celebration, squeezing his hands tight around her breasts, he swung his hips back and nailed the little spot he had found deep inside her, harder than he ever had before. The impact made Denise's eyes cross, and a tiny unintelligible gurgle emerge from between her luscious lips.
"Alright," he said down into her, across her immense jiggling breasts caressing his chest, while continuing to tease the new weak point he had just figured out how to exploit, "get ready Mrs. Sablier. Now that I know just how to fuck you, I'm going to go ahead and let you have it."
And then, he started drawing back. And, as his big penis drew back out of her cunt, her mind started to slowly clear - as if the fluids clouding it were being pulled back by the enormous suction provided by his giant plunger, moving back down her tautly-sealed vagina. With that momentarily clarity, her eyes slowly spread wide and her jaw dropped open - as it suddenly sank in what was about to happen to her.
"Oh!" Denise gasped. Her eyes turned up and stared up into his face, blinking wide in shock. "Zip!" she gasped. " I... I don't know if I can..."
But, unfortunately for her, by that point the first stroke of his furious new tempo was already inbound. With a delighted little cackle of his own, Zip suddenly slammed down into her - and his mammoth cock, plunging down into her pussy, cut off her ability to speak in mid-syllable with the same totality as if it had just gone down her throat. And then, setting a brutal rhythm, he proceeded to do so again, and again, and again and again - as fast and hard as he possibly could.
Her eyes going so wide they seemed to be trying to pop out, Denise's jaw dropped wide open, and a shiver ran through her. And then, moments later, still denied the ability to speak, she seemed to also suddenly be put upon an iron-clad decree, dictated by his long and hard-thrusting royal scepter, that she could not remain silent either. Lovely head thrashing back and forth and up and down, Denise began to let out an unending series of ululating vocalizations that, though they shot up and down the register and involved all sorts of wild contortions of her mouth, had two things in common. First; not a single one even vaguely resembled an actual articulate word; nor provided any other evidence of actual thought occurring within her pretty shrieking head. Second, each and every once seemed to be forced out of her by the action of his enormous cock making another vicious plunge down into her absurdly wide-stretched cunt.
Zip was only slightly less surprised.
"Oh... oh wow!" he gasped.
For suddenly it did not seem so much like he was lying on top of her, as experiencing what an earthquake would feel like in a world made entirely of sleek thigh, flat belly, and giant wobbling breast. Denise's body thrashed and spasmed helplessly beneath him, as he pounded into it - as if, along with giving her a dictate not to remain silent, his royal scepter had also just delivered into her a decree forbidding even a single part of her curvaceous body to lay still. Her enormous breasts began to surge up into him like the tides, bouncing and slapping almost painfully off his chest. Her belly writhed and wriggled up against his abs, every time he sank deep up inside it.
And those were not the only parts of her that started moving. Up until now, save for when she'd helped him up and got him into position, Denise had adopted an almost entirely passive 'I'm going to lie here and let you try your best' approach to getting nailed by Zip's penis. Suddenly, her arms leaped up and seized a tight grip up on him, her shivering fingers clenching hard as they sank deep into his flesh. Zip was suddenly seized by the fear that she was about to yank him up out of her and then cast him off of her, just to make the storm of bewildering new sensations stop.
But though there was clearly a part of her that wanted that - and he could see it clearly as every emotion she had now rippled openly across her gorgeous contorting face - for better or for worse, it was outnumbered by all the other parts that could not imagine a more horrible fate. Having seized hold of him, as her wild eyes stared up at him, her shivering hands were just able to hold him tight and claw at him - but were able to do nothing whatsoever to stop the continuous slamming of his massive cock up into her defenseless cunt.
Recovering a bit from his own initial shock, Zip smirked down into her face.
"What's the matter, Mrs. Sablier?" he asked her. "Didn't all those guys you bragged about fucking prepare you for me?"
The flippant query seemed to cut into her swirling cock-blendered brain just enough to drag her back to her senses; at least a little bit. She gaped up at him, her shining cheeks suddenly growing pink. And then, as if loosened up by his question, her lips started to move in a way that just barely managed to form words - if still not terribly coherent ones.
"I... I..." she gasped. She paused to groan, her entire body shivering under another deep thrust, and rolled beneath him in a way that thrust her huge breasts up harder into his chest. "I... I don't... I never... I didn't..."
But her brief attempt to return to her previous chatty demeanor failed. For not only had she suddenly been jumped up to a far more intense state - but this time, inside her, things were accelerating rapidly. Without even realizing it, her buxom hips had started to push back up instinctively into his every thrust - helping his giant cock ream down into her outmatched pussy just that bit much harder and deeper. Juices were vomiting out of her absurdly over-stretched vulva every time his massive shaft slammed home inside her - and yet more seemed to come out with each and every thrust. And Zip, for all his inexperience, could sense it too. Sense the way the clenches and convulsions of her pussy, which he could feel worshiping him even through the thick condom, were growing faster and more enthusiastic with each stroke he made into her.
Soon it was all he could do to hold on and enjoy the ride - and keep making sure each and every thrust landed right there, where she was weakest. Denise's brief attempt at speech dissolved back into a series of warbling gurgles.
And then, suddenly, things seemed to go even further. He felt her body tense beneath him, in a way he hadn't ever felt before. She pushed up into him, pressing every inch of her sleek sweaty flesh against his - as if she were trying to unify her sacred shapely body with his own by pure force of eager enthusiastic will. Her eyes wobbled before him, and then rolled up. Then, throwing her head back until he could only see the underside of her sculpted chin, she began to shriek loudly and continuously, in a way that nearly made his ears split. And in that same instant he suddenly felt her pussy go into a frenzy, clenching wildly on his cock - while he suddenly felt a rush of fluid onto his balls.
Even being Zip, it didn't take very long for him to figure out what had just happened. Throwing his head back, he suddenly started to laugh. He thrust ecstatically, into her gushing pussy, laughing each time he slammed home yet again.
Whatever it was, the intense wave that had suddenly slammed through her seemed to crest, and then gradually subsided. Her shrieks grew weaker, fewer, and then trailed off into quiet mewling. Visibly exhausted, she slumped down limp beneath him - though her body continued to squirm and wiggle, helplessly. Having pushed her through her peak, Zip backed off from his own frenzied burst, but continued to pump unceasingly through her now completely flooded pussy.
"Was that what I just thought it was?" Zip asked, leering down into her sweaty, disheveled face.
Mrs. Sablier had come down off her peak - but from the look on her face, she had done so in the sense of a mountain climber falling off a cliff. For a few seconds her gorgeous face just twitched, her eyes blinking emptily, beneath a thick sheen of sweat. Then, gradually, the question seemed to sink in. She took in a sharp breath, and her eyes suddenly swiveled up and fixed on him.
"I... I don't... I..." she started to say.
At her confusion, Zip just grinned.
"You just orgasmed, didn't you, Mrs. Sablier?" he asked her.
She took a deep breath - and her face suddenly seemed to go a little pale. Instinctively, she shook her head. "No!" she gasped. "That's... that's not possible!"
