Royal Pleasures (Patreon)

Every once in a while I'll finish up a big project and find myself struggling to start on another big story immediately after. Especially with regards to commissions that consistently hit 10,000 words or more. When that happens I'll take a little break and work on something simple and easy. And if I don't have a commission that fits the bill I'll just write down something entirely of my own accord. That's what this particular story is. So enjoy this nice, simple Peach/Bowser idea fresh from my undoubtedly broken brain!

Bowser's fat, thorny cock slapped against Peach's stomach so hard it stole her breath away. He hadn't dropped it more than a few inches but the sheer firth of his swollen prick was so great he might as well have dropped it from orbit. Her whole body trembled in shock and anticipation as she stared down at his throbbing prick. With her legs splayed as widely as they could and his balls resting against her soon to be destroyed pussy his cock was so impossibly massive it nearly reached her breasts. His bulbous tip stopped just shy of sitting between her perky tits but every spurt of creamy precum he unleashed as he loomed above her absolutely drenched her goosebump riddled skin.

Within a few seconds her chest was almost completely soaked in his warmth, rivulets of jizz rolling down her collarbone and soaking into her tousled blonde hair. Every breath she sucked in was filled with the musky scent of his arousal. With a strange mixture that almost seemed to burn her nose even as it made her head spin and the rest of her naked body tremble with wanton desire. She'd never smelled anything like it and the longer she was left to inhale his aroma the more desperately she wanted to keep breathing it in. The more desperately she wanted him to stop teasing her with the sheer size of his prick and let her actually feel the monstrosity he was about to ravish her with. But as his massive, scaly hands closed around her thighs, effortlessly wrapping entirely around them despite how plump they were, he showed no signs of giving her what she wanted.

His wickedly smug grin told her everything she needed to know and the soft yet rumbling laughter that tumbled from his mouth soon after confirmed it. Peach blushed a little harder and looked away from him with a pout. No matter how many times they found themselves together she always struggled to beg for his cock like he wanted. Despite aching for him every second of every day and all but dragging him into their bedroom whenever she could. Actually voicing what she desired had remained her greatest struggle. And it would likely remain her greatest struggle. But her lover was nothing if not stubborn and between the two of them he could very easily outlast her. Ha had many, many times before and would almost certainly continue for years to come.

“Please . . .” She finally managed to whisper, “Put your . . . thing . . . inside of me.”

“Put my what inside of you?” Bowser growled. “I'm not sure what you're talking about.”

Peach threw him a look that could wither a Piranha Plant but he just laughed and arched and eyebrow as he waited, “Put your . . . put your . . . c-cock . . . i-inside of me . . . I-I want you to put y-your . . . cock inside of-of me . . .”

“Say please.”

“I already said please!” She protested.

“Say it again.” He chuckled.

Looking directly at him as her face burned and her whole body trembled Peach grit her teach and said, “P-Please put your c-cock inside me-me!”

For several agonizing seconds her humiliation was met with nothing but smugness and delight. Though he'd never actually denied her once she'd embarrassed herself enough to beg Peach knew full well he could've if he really wanted to. And every single time she was left squirming and waiting for him to do what she wanted it was impossible not to think she was about to be denied for the first time. Even as she felt his hands slide up to her waist and his cock slide across her stomach as he pulled away. No matter how obvious his intentions seemed Peach remained absolutely certain Bowser was about to deny her the abject pleasure of his cock. At least until he slammed every last inch of his monstrous dick into her cunt with a single stroke.

Blasting through her cervix and plunging into her womb so furiously her stomach bulged outward in a grotesque parody of her normal appearance he buried his entire length inside her faster than she could possibly comprehend. One moment his tip was brushing against her puffy cunt and the next he was rearranging her guts and molding her most tender places around his thorny girth. And by the time Peach could even begin to understand what'd just happened his dick was sliding right back out again, almost completely distending her pussy as he withdrew and absolutely wracking her with the kind of indescribable pleasure she craved. Yet no matter how good it felt she couldn't make so much as a peep while he withdrew. All the air had been forced out of her lungs by his first stroke and the second pushed what little she managed to suck in right back out. Only his throaty growls and the lewd slapping of her body colliding with his filled the royal bedroom. At least for the first minute or so.

Suddenly finding her voice and unleashing a desperate, almost agonized scream Peach threw her head back and convulsed like she'd been electrocuted. Her eyes crossed, her back arched, and a torrent of arousal erupted from her pussy as she bucked and shuddered and writhed against and around the gigantic cock plunging in and out of her pussy. Gritting her teeth and making sounds she'd never made with anyone else, sounds those within her castle had grown quite accustomed to over the years, she instantly and completely lost herself in the pleasure of Bowser's dick. Any shred of self control or conscious thought vanished from her mind completely before he'd even settled into the ball slapping rhythm she loved so much. And by the time he was bouncing her up and down his prick like the plaything she might as well have been she was so completely broken by his dick she was little more than a toy. His personal cock sleeve made to look like the princess he'd married.

Because she certainly wasn't anywhere close to her normal self. The endlessly crashing waves of pleasure had washed away any semblance of who she was, completely drowning her in a toe curling ecstasy. Every single stroke of his dick sent pleasure tearing through her body and radiating outward to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Every time he pulled out again the feeling of his thorny prick rubbing against her inner walls and hitting all her most sensitive places sent a little shower of arousal squirting from her pussy. Stretched open so wide it was a wonder she hadn't been split in half her pussy tightened around him in constant bursts of spasmodic movement and yet no matter how hard she shuddered he never stopped thrusting. If anything he only moved faster as the seconds wore on and she lay there for what had to be hours or even days.

Plunging her onto his cock as surely as he slammed it into her pussy Bowser was nothing short of merciless as he fucked her. He didn't hold anything back no matter how frantically she squealed and the longer she bounced up and down his prick the more ferocious he seemed to grow. It was such an overwhelming, all encompassing ecstasy she barely even noticed when he reached his peak. Her mind was so far gone and her body so thoroughly lost in pleasure she couldn't begin to fathom the sudden evenness of his strokes.

In no small part because that evenness meant virtually nothing when she was being fucked so hard every meaty slap of her body slamming into his made the window panes rattle in their frames. When he fucked her so fast the deafening cacophony of her being turned inside out managed to completely overshadow even her most frantic squeals. Under such toe curling agony how could she possibly fathom anything beyond her pleasure? Within a minute her eyes had disappeared so far into the back of her head only the whites were left. Within two she'd so thoroughly drenched Bowser and herself in little jets of pent up arousal their bedroom and the hall beyond positively reeked of her sweet smelling ecstasy. After five her most violent and uncontrollable spasms had completely stopped, her body going limp as she collapsed against the bed in a heap.

Though very much conscious and aware of every wild thrust Peach didn't have the strength to continue writhing or twitching or doing much of anything. With all the pleasure crashing through her already building to something truly unbearable her body had precious little energy to spare. Beyond her trembling lips and the occasional flopping of her limbs as he plunged his cock into her womb, to say nothing of the rapid distending of her belly every time he did, she was almost completely still. Any movements she made were caused by the massive cock flying in and out of her cunt. Much like the all consuming wave of ecstasy that crashed down upon her barely ten minutes after he started thrusting in earnest.

Sucking in a ragged breath like she'd just reached the surface after nearly drowning Peach looked up at Bowser with a glassy eyed stare. Her brilliantly red face blushed an even deeper shade of crimson and on pure instinct alone she turned away from him. Burying her face in the sheets with the last of her strength she bit down on the fabric and unleashed another anguished cry as ecstasy ravished every last part of her being. As a tidal wave of bliss crashed down upon her. Utterly and completely destroyed by his cock and the pleasure he sent tearing through her she descended into uncontrollable spasms once more. Bucking her hips and mindlessly gyrating against his prick she unleashed torrents of arousal with every frantic shudder. Jets of warmth erupted from her sex to spray all across his scaled chest and stomach. Droplets of her warmth rained down upon them both with every fountain as her inner walls tightened so furiously around his prick he was finally forced to slow down.

Or at least that's what he'd always claimed after the fact. Peach was far too devastated to comprehend the truth and she certainly didn't have the wherewithal to do anything about his actions as she thrashed about in fits of animalistic bliss. She couldn't even bring herself to look at him as she squirted all over his chest and screamed like she was being tortured. How could she ever hope to react to his gradually slowing thrusts or the added pleasure of his cock moving in time with her instinctive reactions? His more tempered strokes only made it 'worse' as her pleasure dragged on and on and on for an eternity. As the incomprehensible heights of her ecstasy slowly yet perfectly turned into the heavenly afterglow she always experienced after being wracked with indescribable bliss. Slowly brought down from the clouds by the very same man that'd sent her there Peach gradually relaxed little by little as the madness subsided and the evenness of his strokes finally gave her something stable to cling to. Though it was never stable enough to let her mind completely return.

Only when he finally came to a stop could she begin to pull the fractured piece of her mind together once more, despite the continued pleasure of his cock throbbing away inside her pussy. And of course his taunting words snapped her out of her daze like nothing else could. “Was that so hard?” Bowser asked, leaning over her with a smug grin.

“Sh-Shut up!” Peach whimpered. Refusing to look him in the eye even as she grabbed his wrists and weakly wrapped her legs around as much of his frame as she could. “Just k-keep going!”

“Say please . . .” He laughed.

Glaring up at him while the corners of her mouth twitched Peach vehemently shook her head for a moment or two before relenting as his cock throbbing in the depths of her womb, “P-Please . . .”