A Giant's Heart: Chapter 11 (Patreon)

I feel Osa’s chest heave beneath me and a moment later I hear the hemp rope I’d tied around her wrists snap like knitting yarn.  By the gods this woman was strong, even for a giant.  The fact she could tear me apart with relative ease had a strange allure to it.  An added element of danger to an already foolhardy act.  I peel off my heavy leather and wool jacket and toss it to the side.  Osa’s big hands come up under my arms to grab my shirt.  Before I can say anything she had pulled too hard tearing the fabric and sending the finely carved wyvern horn buttons shooting out into the darkness.

“Oh!”  She pauses and looks up at me concerned.  “I break.”

“Shhh.”  I smile as I put my hand on her lips again.  “No talk.”

She smiles too.

With more care she pulls the shirt from my arms.  On one side I feel the damp cool of the night air and on the other the glowing warmth of the fire touch my bare skin.  Her eyes drink in my exposed torso with open lust.  She brings her right hand up to trace her fingers along a set of three scars that ran across my left pectoral muscle, a permanent mark bestowed upon by a particularly nasty demon.  Her left hand grabs my side and she runs her thumb over another old wound, this one an inky black web of slightly sunken interlinking lesions where the demigod of liches had struck me with his withering staff.  Quietly her thick fingers explore and touch the myriad of marks left on my flesh from a long adventuring career.  Far from being turned off by them she seemed to adore them, it wasn’t pity but admiration with which she treated my scars.  They were a road map along which her desirous eyes and fingers could trace and caress.  It was so easy to read her.  To her I was beautiful.  My body wasn’t as firm as it once was, the hair graying, and it felt so damn nice to be looked at like that again, like how the women of my early manhood would drink in my chiseled perfect body before the attrition of age and hard experience had taken their toll.

I place one hand over Osa’s and with my other I reach back to sink it into the soft flesh of her exposed breast.  Osa lets out a hot sigh as I run my hand along the bottom and around the side.  The feel was so familiar and yet so different.  I could not cup it or hold it like I normally would.  There was just so much of it, as big as one of the round throw pillows we kept in our parlor.  After one full orbit I glide inward and take hold of her big stiff nipple.

“Oh!”  She gasps.  “Feel good!”

“Good.”  I whisper with a grin.

Slowly I bring my index finger and thumb around the very tip of it, a soft flesh brown toe sized nub peaking out the top, holding it in a way I never could a woman of my size.  Holding it firmly I pull upward causing her whole breast to lift with it.  Osa’s eyes widen bigger the higher I lift then, as I let go and let her huge boob flop down again she lets out an even louder gasp.  “OH!  Feel good!”

Casually I lean back to lay on her chest as I might a mattress.  Twisting to that side I hug the whole heavy tit and pull it toward me, quickly taking the prodigious nip into my mouth.  Just the aroused nib alone, about an inch and half high, was enough to wrap my lips around and really savor.  Sucking it I press my face down into her wide areola and gleefully sink into it as it covers my whole face.  All at once my head is grabbed and pushed deeper still.  I am surrounded by the mammary mound and I love it.  I suck and tongue tease her nipple as I might a tiny dick.

Our other hands were busy too.  Osa had already removed my boots and was jerking at my breeches as with my free hand I unfastened my belt and buttons.  The moment they were loose off they came, cotton undergarment and all.  It was my turn to gasp as a wide wet warm tongue roughly licked up my taint over my balls and flicked up my dick in one great slurp.

With a super hard suck and bit of nibble I pull back up off of her breast and twist my head free of her hand.  Sitting up again I look down at her excited face.  I take my quickly stiffening dick in my hand and start patting her lips side to side.

“Mmm, num!”  She puckers and reaches out with her full lips.

“You want this?”  I tease.

Osa was not the teasing type.  With all of the subtlety one would expect from a giant she pushes me back, slurps her hand from wrist to finger tips, launches a big wad of spit into her palm, then grabs my cock as one would an ax handle.  My dick was a good sized one but it completely disappears inside of her enormous grip, her thick fingers easily wrapping completely around it.

“GUH!” I grunt.  “Careful!”

With short quick strokes she moves her hand forward and back.  “Get hard!”  She tells me in no uncertain terms.  “Want hard.”

Leaning back I brace myself with both arms, a hand on each breast, as she tugs me to full arousal.  Her tight, though careful, grip and the lubricant of her spit does the job with brutal efficiency.  Soon she is jacking my hard on in longer strokes and even then I don’t poke out the other side of her wide fist.  Her fist slaps into me with sharp powerful strokes.  She handled me roughly yet never crossed the line into pain.  Lifting my butt from her chest I thrust my hips in time to her rugged handjob.  “Fuck!  Ohh fuck yeah!”  By goddess of lust and the god of passion I fucking loved the coarse way she handled me.

Erection achieved and then some I was just planning my next move when she announces.  “Make happy!”

Before I knew what was happening I am grabbed in both her hands, my arms pinned to my sides, and pulled to straddle her face.  She mouths my entire manhood in one swift snatch of her lips.  Her lips encircle both my dick and balls wraps tight around the whole damned area!  Pursing her lips snug…she begins to suckle.

“Ohhhhh!”  She forces a groan from me from both the intensity of the suction and the wild sensation of having my nuts sucked in the same way as my cock.  I gasp and squirm at power of my bliss, my eyes blink and bulge and loll about as her sucking mouth overwhelms me.  “Oh gods!  Fuck Osa!  Ohhhh!”

Osa’s huge mouth easily accommodates my human sized member even at full mast.  The slight downward angle was a bit of a strain but nothing I couldn’t handle.

She suckles…and she suckles…and she suckles more.  She doesn’t bob or thrust opting instead to simply hold me perfectly still as she suckles like a starving calf on it’s mother’s teat.

“Mmmm!”  She hums with in soft dove like coo, her smoldering amber gaze continuing to feast on the sight of my naked body over her.

“Oh gods!”  Is all I can say.

As the steady suck continues she begins lapping at and buffeting my balls with a vigorously flicking tongue.  This was no gentle caress!  Her tongue pressed and squeezed and slapped with the force of a strong hand.  Again, rough and tumble yet just this side of being uncomfortable.  I flinch and jerk at the oral ball battering.  All the while that unrelenting suckle of her warm, wet, wonderful mouth.

I start to struggle against her.  If I didn’t stop her soon I would end up spilling my seed too soon.  She’d barely been touched by me, just quick suck of her tit.  I was accustomed to lengthy bouts of lovemaking where give and take gradually flowed from partner to partner.  My writhing gets me nowhere however.  Once a giant had a solid hold you you stayed held until they were done.

“Osa!”  I hiss.  “Osa…if you don’t stop you’re going to make me cum!”

“Mrrrmmm!!!”  She growls.  Thinking those words would make her let me go proved to be a tactical error for she only redoubles her efforts.   Sucking even harder she beings firmly stroking the area just beneath my nuts with the tip of her tongue.  Her cheeks suck in and out to the steady powerful suckle, suckle, suckle.

“Hrrm!”  I groan as my hands grip helplessly at my sides.  I start to thrust with her, my pelvis pushing against her soft pillowy lips.  “Osa!  Osa!  Ohhh!”

Her big tongue then presses up to embosom my manhood from taint to tip causing the suckling to intensify even more.  Her great tongue rubs rhythmically forward to back.  “Hmmm…hmmmm!”  She continues to coo as she bats her big beautiful eyes at me.

I give in to her.  It’s not like I had a choice.

As her hand grip tighter my knees press in around her cheeks and ride her to the end.  I close my eyes and let myself savor the building climax.  At the mercy of her incessant oral stimulation it is not long before I buck into her and I blow my wad.

“Ohhhhhh!”

“MMMMM!”  Osa exclaims as she tastes my hot seed enter her mouth.

The giantess sucked me so fucking hard!  Pulling the jizz from my throbbing balls in long powerful draws so intense I thought she might suck my testes right up through my dick.

“FUUUCK!”  I cry out from the sheer overwhelming rapture of it.  What a fucking orgasm!  “HAAHHH!”

She milks me for all I was worth and a little bit more.  As my voice begins to ebb from pleasure to pain her lips relent and the suckle eases off.  Keeping just a touch of suction to her puckered lips she slowly slips off of me and, having saved my whole load in her mouth, takes a big hearty swallow.

“Taste good.”  She says softly with a smile that touched my heart.  Her hands relax around me.

“Osa…ohhh my goodness.”  I sigh.  Taking her left hand I bring it to my face and snuggle into it, kissing her wide palm in gratitude for the best gods damned blowjob of my life.

Osa’s other hand rubs my thigh as she pulls my crotch close once more.  Never had I seen a happier or more gentle giant.  She cooed and giggled as she tenderly smooched and nuzzled my satisfied manhood, her strong hands now caressing my naked flesh with adoring care.  She pets my back and my hair and my arms with endearing care.

“Drake happy?”  She whispers between little snoozling kisses of my softening cock.

“Very happy Osa.”  I sigh as I slump into her hands and let her hold me as I swim in an afterglow like no other.  “So happy.”  What else could I possibly say?

Chapter 12