"Carry me up to the bedroom, big stuff," Pat ordered. Drake swept her up into his huge arms, and carried her up the stairs, which creaked beneath his huge weight. When they arrived at the bedroom door, they encountered a problem. Drake had to be at least 650 pounds now, almost all of it huge, thick bulges of muscle. Pat had ordered him to carry her to the bedroom, but now he was having trouble getting in. Finally, he brought her close to him, and squeezed in side-ways, barely able to enter. Then he set her down, gently, eager to please his mistress.
Pat set the lamp down on the floor in one corner, knowing that Drake would be unable to touch it, and therefore unable to use it. She then began to remove her clothing, revealing a fit runner's body, with a nice set of average breasts. She lay upon the bed, and looked up at her hulking slave. "Make love to me, you freak, fuck me silly with that huge, sexy body!"
Drake approached the bed, and then straddled Pat, the weight of his body causing the bed to creak in protest. "As you command, mistress," he announced, his cock rapidly becoming erect. Without further pronouncements, he eased it into her hungry pussy, enjoying the sensation its wet walls provided. He thrust in, pulled back a little, thrust in again, and so on, until he had settled into a nice rhythm of fucking.
"Oh yes, Drake! Yes!" she gasped, as she ran her hands all over his huge arms, his deep pecs, and his muscled lats. The weight of his enormous body atop hers was intensely erotic. She knew that he wasn't putting his full weight on her, and still it felt like she was being smothered. Smothered by something wonderful. She encouraged him, "More!"
Drake picked up the pace, and began thrusting his cock harder and deeper into Pat's tight cunt, using his immensely-powerful ass muscles to really squeeze it in. Pat gasped in response, a gasp of pleasure that was all the reward that her devoted slave needed. He increased the pace further, and was rewarded by more gasps of ecstasy.
Pat was fevered with lust. Her hands were now running across Drake's huge body in a frenzy, spurred by the sensations that crashed across her. His technique was magnificent; each thrust of his dick seemed to reach something deep inside, which drove her wild. Each thrust brought more of his weight upon her, adding to the wildly erotic sensations his cock provided. She was in the throes of orgasm, and orgasm that never seemed to stop. With each thrust, it was renewed, and strengthened.
Drake was beginning to feel a sensation within him, of rising excitement. His cock was driving him crazy, each thrust providing amazing pleasure. Distantly, he wondered why he had never fucked Pat before. But that didn't matter now. He came, his balls churning spunk through his dick, expelling it into Pat, his lovely mistress. He exhaled, as orgasm washed over him.