The Edge of Space
Here's a quick follow-up to An Ass-tonishing Butt-rayal (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1713600)! Cuz I was in the mood for ass and blue balls. You know, just like every other day.
Once again starring @orioel's incredible OCs Vic and Candy, whose fuzzy nuts + fat butt are massive enough to start a black hole -- if you smash 'em together hard enough :P
Outside the window of Vic Venti's space cruiser, an endless field of stars scrolled slowly by. There were no words adequate to describe the inky void of the universe -- no language that could capture the character of that all-consuming expanse, oppressive and soothing all at the same time. Outside of Vic's tiny cruiser, there was only silence, and vast emptiness, and the distant glimmer of infinite worlds left to explore.
INSIDE of Vic's space cruiser, on the other hand...
"Gggghhhhhgggg...!!"
The recycled air was thick with pheromones, and Victor Venti was a sweating, dripping mess. The llama's paw had been curled around his dick for...three hours? Four? More than once, he had tried to stuff his cock back into his flight pants, gritting his teeth as it throbbed needfully in its tight cloth prison...but then *PING*, another pic would arrive on his commlink, and before he could stop himself his cock was back in his paw, spitting fresh strings of pent-up precum. His nuts rested heavily on the seat of his cushioned chair, spilling out from his flight suit, boiling hotly with gallons of unspent seed.
The space pilot bit back a groan as he watched yet another explicit message slowly download itself onto his commlink. Out on the edge of space, data transmissions were agonizingly slow on the best of days -- and Vic had been on the edge for weeks now. His out-of-network charges were going to be immense, but his libido demanded that he continue. And after all, it wasn't like he could say anything to convince Candy to STOP sending him nudes.
"Fuck," the llama breathed to no one in particular, as he watched his girlfriend's latest butt pic arrive one scanline at a time. Already he had received the top half of the image, with the nude bunny gal looking back over her shoulder and giving a teasing grin. Now her bottom half was arriving, bit by agonizing bit, the tip of her tail coming into view, her hips growing wider with each new row of pixels, the fluffy white expanse of her ass so TANTALIZINGLY close and yet literally lightyears away.
Vic had connected his commlink to his ship's main computer and thus to its primary monitor, so that he could view every inch of bunny butt on the highest-resolution screen that he had available. After all, if there was anything more all-encompassing than the endless reaches of space, it was his girlfriend's fat, FAT ass, blown up to fill a monitor that was a meter wide--
PING!
Another message popped up in the corner of that screen: text this time, arriving much faster than the slowly-downloading image.
> bunbutt69: did i make yr nuts explode yet
Vic's cock gave an eager throb, firing a spurt of pure precum across the cockpit floor. "...Just about," the llama groaned.
Dutifully, the onboard computer transcribed his voice message, sending the transcript back to Candy with its own low-pitched PONG.
PING! came back the reply, a few short seconds later:
_> bunbutt69: good XD
> bunbutt69: glad yr balls still work after the preflight thrashing that hella and i gave u
> bunbutt69: would hate 2 break my favorite toys >_>_
Just those words were enough to send a fresh pang of nutache through the llama's well-abused spuds. Indeed, Vic had spent the first few days of his mission nursing his battered balls back to health, after having his nuts pounded into pancakes beneath the two fattest asses in the sector. His junk was feeling quite a bit better now, but his balls were still impressively swollen, thanks to the truly obscene amount of unspent semen that was currently packed into each aching orb.
"Yeah, well." The llama groaned. "I still feel like my balls are about to burst."
Candy sent back a helpful reply:
_> bunbutt69: aww, poor baby (?_?)
> bunbutt69: you know if i wuz there i would drain those spunk tanks DRY
> bunbutt69: but i'm not, so
> bunbutt69: just keep pumpin i guess_
Vic shuddered...but did as he was told. What else was he supposed to do in the middle of deep space, with his fuzzy nuts churning and a fuzzy butt presented before him? He could see almost the entirety of Candy's tail now...
_> bunbutt69: astronomically speaking
> bunbutt69: would you say yr balls qualify as blue giants at this point_
"Rrgh. P-...probably?" Vic glanced away from the monitor for a moment to look down between his own legs. His thighs were spread wide to accommodate his heavy testicles, so overstuffed with pent-up cum that they barely seemed to fit between his legs. He tried not to think about just how long it had been since his last--
PING!
> bunbutt69: how long has it been since yr last nut again???
"Nnnnnnn!" The male tried not to whimper as the top of Candy's ass crack finally came into view. His dick felt like a bar of iron, and his balls felt like a pair of lead weights. "T-...twenty-seven days. Twenty-seven FUCKING days."
That message was followed by a long pause -- a surprisingly long pause, as Vic waited for Candy's next transmission. The horny llama continued to stroke steadily, his eyes glued to the screen of his ship as that incredible ass pic continued to download, and his paw slick with his own precum as it slid up and down his long-denied length. Finally, after almost a minute, back came Candy's reply:
_> bunbutt69: well
> bunbutt69: if it makes u feel any better, that just made ME cum, so_
Vic whined with lust, his denied dick pumping out two more shots of thickened precum that splattered across the cockpit floor. Onscreen, he could see just a bit of his girlfriend's asshole now, peeking out from between her perfectly rounded ass cheeks. Just below that, the download continued, revealing just a hint of her pussy...
"...GOD I wish I was there," lamented the male, his voice thick with need. He sped up his pumping for a few strokes, but he knew it was no use. After several years of plowing plush bunny butt, the llama found it hard to get off with anything less. Candy's ass had literally spoiled him on masturbation -- and the female had been making the most of that fact ever since.
_> bunbutt69: well ill give myself another orgasm on ur behalf, if that makes u feel better
> bunbutt69: my 4th one today i think?? (?•??-)?
> bunbutt69: speaking of which: send me a pic of ur junk, nerd
> bunbutt69: i havent been teasing you all month so you can HIDE that fat dick, geez_
"O-okay, okay," Vic agreed. Clumsily he fumbled for his commlink, flipping it into camera mode--
_> bunbutt69: balls too
> bunbutt69: ive been working HARD on those_
"You sure have," the llama agreed wearily. The poor orbs felt like a pair of goddamn bowling balls...
CLICK!
At the top of Vic's commlink, a progress bar appeared and began to fill up, slowly but surely. One more message from Candy arrived cheerily on his main screen:
_> bunbutt69: hey hang tough, youre almost there!!
> bunbutt69: just three more weeks of nonstop nutache, and then you can fuck my butt
> bunbutt69: ??????????????????????_
"...Y-yup," the space pilot agreed, his blue balls boiling as he fired off another thickened spurt of not-quite-cum across the cockpit floor.