A Taste of Different Tunes...

Anxious and aroused, Anon awaited within one of the siren’s bedchambers. Unlike the rest of the subterranean abode, the room was well lit, colorful, and festooned with embellishments. Posters hung from the walls, above a vanity, dresser, and bed - a bed he uneasily rested upon. He was still a bit tense about fooling around with the huge creature, which is why he’d chosen the most amiable of the trio to start with.

“Ta da!” Sonata merrily shouted, leaping into view.

Though she was buck naked, with her massive body on full display, she appeared exceedingly cheerful with unabashedly showing herself off. Her figure was decidedly feminine, bearing full hips, an impressive bust, and curves in all the right places, yet that wasn’t what held the stunned man’s attention. Staring awestruck at her loins, he watched what he could only describe as a tremendous cock sway in the cool air.

“Is it bigger or smaller than a human girl’s?” she asked, peering down at her flaccid length.

“Uh,” he grunted, tearing his eyes off her package. “Human girls don’t usually have a - um…”

A disappointed look flitted across Sonata’s face, before she regained her sunny disposition. “Well that’s a shame. What about asses though?”

“Ass…” he fell silent, watching her face away from him, bend over, and give her rump a sound smack.

Regardless of the heat she was packing, the view of her sumptuous rump caused his manhood to twitch. He’d always had a fondness for behinds, finding them as or more alluring than a nice rack, so the display hammered at one of his many lecherous weak spots. As she spread her cheeks, showing off her very inviting pucker, he pulled his toga over his steadily growing erection.

“Well?” she hummed, tauntingly rocking her hips from side to side.

Gazing longingly at her rear, wondering how soft it was, he found himself fixated by the sight. “It...it’s really nice.”

The siren peered over her shoulder, positively beaming back at him. “You want a closer look?”

“I...I don’t…” he began, but it was too late.

Moving in reverse, the amazoness inched closer and closer towards him. Situated as he was, seated on the edge of her bed, her backside was almost perfectly at his eye level. His mouth watered, the linen covering his groin tented, and his pulse quickened. All he had done was see her delectable booty, yet he was utterly transfixed.

Caught under her bewitching spell, unable to move, the gigantic tush grew nearer and nearer, until it was less than a foot from his face. An inviting, shockingly alluring aroma wafted to his nostrils, sending a shiver up his spine. In spite of the fact that she was apparently some sort of legendary sea creature, and hung like a donkey, she had an amazingly feminine scent. Though he would have been content with the up close view of her provocative posterior, he was quick to discover that she wasn’t nearly finished with him.

Entranced, hypnotized by the steadily approaching derriere, Anon couldn’t move a muscle, as the siren slowly ground his face between her soft, supple buns. Stepping up and onto the mattress, she gradually forced him back. Not only did she smell fantastic, but she was far warmer than he would have presumed. As the amazoness lazily sat on his head, giggling like an excited schoolgirl, his hands wandered up to her ample hips.

He really hadn’t been sure what to expect, but he couldn’t have fathomed being used as a sensual chair. The suddenness of it all, coupled with the adrenaline lingering in his system, was too much to bear. His eyes drifted shut, and his lips parted, as he eagerly made out with her rear. Nuts or no nuts, the dump truck ass on his face was too good not to savor.

“Oh wow - you really do like tushies!” she snickered, contently wriggling on him.

He couldn’t see her face - hell, he could barely hear her - but he enthusiastically nodded nonetheless. Digging his tongue into her backdoor, while his behind rested on the very edge of the bed, his reluctance gave way to outright lust. He would have been totally fine with feasting on her rump, yet she was a more gracious host than he’d initially thought.

“Wow,” she sighed, as she leaned forward and warped her fingers around his turgid length. “You’re really, really big!”

The woman had a strange sense of scale, had only seen guys smaller than him, was simply wanting to flatter him, or some combination of the three - either way, he wasn’t about to turn down the hand job. Bucking into her hand, while his tongue teased her depths, he shuddered. Considering how good she felt on his face, he couldn’t wait to sink his cock into her divine behind.

Gleefully eating her ass, as she stroked him off, he lost track of time. He honestly couldn’t tell how long he’d been beneath her, basking in her grandeur, but it all came to an abrupt end. Shifting above him, pushing herself up and away, she dragged her fist-sized nuts over his face.

“Don’t forget about these!” she chirped, wiping her sweaty sack against his lips.

The feminine fragrance of her behind was replaced by the heavy, somewhat masculine scent of her package, as her balls settled against his mouth. His higher functions waned, compelled by the fires of his passion. Licking, kissing, suckling, huffing - he did everything he could to steep his taste buds in the flavor of the gigantic spheres.

Given the monstrous size of her nuts, she had to be as productive as a damn horse, but he didn’t care - if anything, the thought turned him on more than ever. Unabashedly stroking himself off with one hand, he extended his free arm, firmly clutched the base of her length, and started jacking her off. The line between gay and straight blurred, as he lovingly squeezed the trunk-like root of her tool

Blithely humming a little song to herself, the siren allowed the man to indulge. She certainly didn’t seem to mind all of the amorous attention, since she had buried his face in her ass, although even mystical beasts have their limits. Yet more minutes passed, as he slathered every inch of her enormous coin purse, before she finally moved once again.

Shimmying upward, moving her hips well past his head, she eased herself onto the mattress. Wondering what she was planning, almost heartbroken with the absence of her sumptuous loins, he rolled to his side. Laying on her back, holding her knees, the blithe behemoth lifted her legs and presented herself.

“Don’t be sad,” she purred, apparently noting his disappointment, “because I’m sure you’re gonna love what’s next.”

Scrambling up almost frantically, Anon crawled between her legs. He didn’t need to be told twice, not after all the teasing and taunting he’d been subjected to, so he wasn’t about to let the chance to get some real action slip through his fingers. Moving between her legs, bringing his dick to the saliva-streaked cleft of her rump, he prodded her entrance.

The siren gnawed her lip, as she playfully bucked her hips upward. The disparity of their sizes would actually make the position easier to plow her ass - a fact that sundered what little resolve the human had left. Resting his hands to either side of her chest, just beneath her breasts, he sank his length into her inviting pucker.

The sensation which accosted him was insane, though it made the oral feel like a laughable appetizer. Warm, slick, and astonishingly snug, her confines were downright amazing. Fighting the urge to hilt her in a single stroke, he forced himself to slowly plunge into her backside. Astoundingly enough, though he was roughly half her size, she genuinely seemed to enjoy the experience.

Releasing her legs, hooking her ankles over his hips, she drew him in. In a matter of moments, aided by her impatience, every inch of his manhood was sheathed within her. Her adorable face, coupled with her enthusiasm, pushed him well past the breaking point. Withdrawing half of his length, he started screwing.

Though he had little experience with ass-fucking someone, or bedding giants, his restraint waned. He had no way of knowing if she’d prepped for their evening, having lubed herself beforehand, but her backdoor seemed more than slippery enough for the endeavor. Pounding away, reveling in the moment, he gradually lost himself.

“Gods,” she moaned, rolling her head back, “right there!”

He could only assume he was nailing her prostate, if she even had one, which was enough inspiration to give him a bit of clarity. Angling his thrusts, hoping to nail the elusive love-button in her bottom, he did everything he could to please her. Satisfying a normal woman was gratifying enough, but satiating an amazoness would really give him some bragging rights.

A steady Plap Plap Plap filled the air, quickly joined by the heavy breaths and stifled whimpers of their delight. Despite his best efforts, his self-restraint fractured. It didn’t help that he hadn’t had a good lay in ages, and his massive mate certainly appeared satisfied with his efforts, but there was something more he could do to really drive the point home. Peering down at her bobbing cock, watching it leak pre-cum onto her torso, he leaned in.

The second his lips wrapped around the glistening tip of her tool, a whorish groan escaped her. While he couldn’t say he’d sucked a dick before, his withered heterosexuality didn’t stand a chance against the roaring inferno of his passion. Fervently sucking and slobbering on the tip of her length, while he railed her with everything he had, he freed himself of his inhibitions.

Needily clenching on his backstrokes, and relaxing on his thrusts, she milked his length like a seasoned pro. Her technique was beyond reproach, goading him closer and closer to release and silently urging him to reciprocate. Massive bedicked woman or not, he wasn’t about to let her force him to cum first - after all, he had his pride to consider.

The salty, cloying taste of her pre-cum washed over his palate, her hole clung to his pistoning cock, and the lewd noises she made were a symphony for his ears. Be damned if he could say the experience made him gay, but he really, really loved having her wrapped around his finger. Though he doubted he could get much of her in his maw, given the profound size of her endowment, he nursed on her member like a lust-addled teenager.

“I...I’m gonna…” she croaked, writhing beneath him.

The stifled plea was the only warning he had, before her shaft began to throb violently. In the blink of an eye, a torrent of spunk erupted in his mouth, completely overwhelming his senses. Hot jizz blew past his lips and out his nose, though the overwhelming majority went straight down his throat. Gulping down what he could, as he furiously pounded away, he slipped past the brink.

Knowing he’d bested someone so much bigger than himself, and a fabled beast no less, did him in. He didn’t hilt, nor did his motions slow in the slightest, he simply started cumming like a fire hydrant. Sputtering spunk from around her pulsing length, nirvana overtook him. He’d blown more loads than he could count, both with himself and others, but this was different.

Doling out possibly the biggest creampie he’d ever given, trying his damnedest to knock up her ass, his toes curled. The rapturous heights were unimaginable - no, somehow better than unimaginable. The climax was easily the strongest he’d ever had yet, sadly, it steadily transitioned into the warm euphoria of post-coitus bliss - still, it wasn’t until he’d started to soften, ensuring every drop of his cream was deposited in her rump, did he slow.

“T...that was - Cough - incredible,” he weakly rasped, swallowing down the last of her jizz.

As he looked up at her, she launched her final amorous assault. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, as she rolled to the side, she trapped him in her soft, loving embrace. Snuggling against her, safe and secure, he grinned like an idiot. Maybe bedding the trio of siren’s wasn’t a bad idea, seeing as how Sonata had blown his mind with the wondrous lay. With one down and two to go, wondering how the others would treat him in bed, he drifted off for a well deserved nap...