He was laying down on a large bed, eyes closed, silently breathing. His legs were slightly apart, giving you room to carry out your worship. You lay on your stomach between his muscular thighs, presented with it.
It feels like it’s towering over you. An emotional reaction to what you see. This was the object of your desire, your passion. *The fountain.* This was the monument you worshiped. A hard pillar, like a spear of flesh. His fat cock.
It was erect, with its full veins visible and pulsing. A hard cock. This was your fountain, the fountain that gave you that which you desired above all else. Beneath the cock rested his two large, shaven testicles. Round, full balls, fatter and more impressive than any you had ever seen. So important, they created that which you craved, the seed you were addicted to. You could see them slowly contracting and expanding as if they were breathing, churning out that load. To you they were the most beautiful balls in the world.
You weren’t sure how much time had passed. You were almost in trance. Marveling at his manhood. Luckily he didn’t seem to have any problem staying as hard as ever, even without stimulation. You were enveloped in his scent, so close to his cock and balls you could almost taste it.
It was time to move. Just like every time, moving your hand closer made you realize just how enormous his cock was. It was a tool of conquest, designed to fill and to claim fertile wombs. It was to be worshiped appropriately.
Closer still, you let out an intoxicated sigh, your breath gently kissing the veiny shaft of this hard fountain. You bring your hand right up to it, and gently place one finger against it. It’s so warm, hard yet soft at the same time. The skin feels like leathery velvet. His cock throbs gently in response to your touch, filling you with gleeful joy.
You begin running your finger gently up and down the shaft, caressing it. Then you and bring your other hand down to those beautiful, fat balls, and cup them. They look so so swollen, big and round next to your frail hand. You feel the his warmth, you feel his testicles move in your hand.
There’s another throb, and you softly wrap your hand around his thick cock, causing him to let out a whisper of a moan. A response to let you know you’re pleasing him. Your hand feels so good wrapped around him. You can feel every vein and the heat of the cock warms your heart. You feel connected to him through this touch.
Gently squeezing those overburdened nuts, you move your hand down the shaft, causing another throb. Back up again, then down. You feel him grow noticeably harder at your treatment. You’re doing well.
You keep stroking him, but you need more. You can’t hold back anymore, and move your face down towards him. You lean down to his swollen balls and stuff your nose and mouth towards them, taking in a deep breath. The scent is strong, overpowering and intoxicating, and the leathery texture feels so nice against your lips.
You stroke his cock harder, and give one of the balls a depraved lick, relishing in the taste and scent. You feel the weight of his testicle against your soft tongue and are reminded of just how much cum this man produces. With that the flood gates open and you begin hungrily taking his full balls into your mouth, very gently sucking and licking them, polishing them.
You’re rewarded with a new moan from him, and keep stroking. After several seconds of worshiping his fat testicles you look up and see that a large drop of shiny precum has appeared out of the tip of his cock. You could use it for lubrication but you must have a taste. You lift your head back up towards his massive cock and greedily kiss the swollen tip, sucking up all that precum. It’s a mixture of salty and sweet flavours and feels very thick.
With his cock already in your mouth you don’t hold back. You keep stroking him, and let your tongue dance around the fat tip. You taste more precum gushing out, filling you with a deep satisfaction. The fountain was waking up.
You pull your mouth off his cock and bring your tongue down to its base, licking up all along the veiny shaft. You feel it throb against your tongue and know you’re doing well. He mutters something but you don’t have the patience to listen. You were wholly entranced in your worship. You were going to make his fountain spray.
It was time. You placed your hand at the base of the cock to keep it place, then took it into your greedy mouth, enveloping it in the warm wetness. You knew you couldn’t fit this entire beast of a cock into your throat, but you were certainly going to make sure it felt appreciated regardless.
The cock entering past your lips filled you with ecstasy. It was such a special feeling. You wrapped your lips around the shaft, and began sucking his meat, taking it gradually deeper into your mouth, then retreating again. With your other hand you began gently massaging his full balls, feeling their full weight.
He moans as you suck on him. The quiet room is suddenly filled with the sounds of your worship. You gag as you take him deeper, his fat cock stretching your throat. You’re doing so well, and you can tell he’s enjoying himself.
Again, deeper. You suck him as well as you can, doing everything in your power to work out that load. You barely notice the massive amount of precum filling your mouth and dripping down his shaft alongside your horny drool.
There! He’s saying something, clearly worked up. You can feel his balls tightening and his cock becoming harder that ever, swelling inside your mouth. The cock feels so hot. There’s a throb, and another. You know he’s close, so you keep sucking faster and faster, using your tongue to worship him at the same time. His muscles tighten but you don’t have time to admire them at the moment.
You hold on to his tightening balls and begin stroking the base of his cock again. You move your mouth against his cock, sucking deeper until it finally happens. The fountain erupts. His cock throbs violently and begins shooting out thick ropes of hot cum. *Throb.* It sprays inside your throat, then your mouth as you back away. *Throb.* You stroke him faster as your mouth retreats, thick, hot seed spraying everywhere. *Throb.* It coats your face, but keeps coming. His orgasms are always powerful, but you feel you outdid yourself this time. His cock keeps throbbing even as his orgasm slows down. There’s still cum gushing out and you keep stroking, bringing your mouth back onto his tip for a passionate kiss. You keep sucking and stroking, gently draining him.
His head is facing away, and his body relaxes. You stay like this for a while, as you work out the last of his load from deep down. You’re both satisfied. Like every time, you still feel drunk on his cock and his cum and can’t believe you get to worship this monster, to hold it in your mouth. There’s a final throb and a final drop of virile load spills onto your tongue, only to be swallowed eagerly.
You’re already excited for the next time.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvuql3/the_fountain_mf_second_person_female_pov_just_a