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Title: The Hiroshima Hulk’s Big O

Deep in the heart of Japan’s Hiroshima prefecture lies an unassuming, nondescript apartment. Little did the neighbors know, their humble abode was home to a sexual superpower known only as “Hulk” to those who knew her intimately. Hulk was no ordinary woman; she possessed an extraordinary physique and sexual stamina that would make even the most ardent pornstars weep with envy.

One lazy afternoon, as the sun’s rays filtered through the blinds, Hulk decided it was time for some “me time.” She slipped off her thin, cotton night shirt, exposing her massive breasts that defied gravity, maintaining their perky, erect position. Each nipple was as large as a child’s thumb, just begging to be sucked. Her areolae were the size of saucers, dark and inviting. Hulk squeezed one of her breasts, watching as her milky-white flesh rippled like an ocean wave.

Next, she slid her panties down, over the curve of her round ass, and kicked them away. Hulk ran a hand over her smooth, hairless mound, feeling the heat emanating from her dewy slit. She was already soaked, practically dripping onto the sheets.

Hulk reclined on the bed, propping her pillows behind her head so she could watch herself in the full-length mirror across from her. Her other hand continued to massage her breasts, tugging at her stiff nipples. The sensation shot straight to her core, making her moan softly.

Slowly, teasingly, Hulk ran a finger along her slit, gathering her slick juices. She brought her dripping finger to her mouth and sucked it clean. The taste of her arousal was mouthwatering; sweet, yet musky. Hulk’s clit emerged from its fleshy hood, hard and throbbing, desperately begging for attention. She circled the sensitive button with a finger, spiraling her touch around it until her hips bucked, craving more.

Hulk brought her other hand into play, parting her pussy lips to expose her glistening pink inner folds. She plunged two fingers deep inside her heat, curling them to stroke her G-spot. Her cries grew louder as pleasure radiated through her body. Hulk thumb fucked her clit, rubbing it vigorously as she finger-fucked her eager cunt.

The room filled with the obscene sounds of wet, sloppy fingers plunging in and out of Hulk’s sopping hole and the erotic scent of horny woman. The throbbing of her swollen clit became unbearable, as did the clenching of her velvet walls around her pumping fingers. As if on cue, her pussy convulsed violently around her digits and her whole body went rigid as she climaxed with an animalistic roar.

Breathless and flushed, but far from satisfied, Hulk flopped onto her back to recuperate. Her climax was impressive, but her little aide wasn’t nearly done unleashing more orgasms upon Hulk’s quivering form.

As Hulk’s breathing slowed, she spread her thick, powerful thighs and began to masturbate once more, rubbing her clit. This time, instead of just a few orgasms, Hulk resolved to make herself cum as many times as humanly possible. And she had quite the impressive stamina.

Hulk’s clit responded immediately to her touch, bulging angrily from its hood. She pinched the sensitive nub between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it competently between them like the best sort of fuel pump. Her other hand teased her entrance, slapping the pads of her pointer and middle fingers against her plump pussy lips.

As nice as the stimulation was, it was still too much for both her sensitive clit and greedy cunt to bear at once. Hulk then decided to utilize the most potent weapon in her arsenals: her sausage size fingers. She impaled them both inside her pussy, thrusting them rapidly against her G-spot at first, then spreading them to scissor her inner walls. As always, this brought Hulk closer to the edge, drugging her senses with impending ecstasy.

It was now or never. Hulk maximized her spread and plunged her digits deep, curling them to flick against her G-spot with expert precision while her other hand pressed grinding circles into her clit. No matter what she did, that sensitive little bundle of nerves seemed blissfully irrepressible.

That was when she felt it—clenching deep inside her core, building to an earth-shattering peak. Hulk was close to cumming, close to reaching that pinnacle of pleasure she’d been chasing for over an hour now. Her pussy rippled with impending climax, clenching her fingers like a vice as she violently rubbed her clit. And just like that, she teetered over the edge, moaning like a banshee as fluids gushed from between her legs.

For the next hour, Hulk used her fingers to thoroughly ruin her pussy, relentlessly bringing climaxes crashing down on her again and again until she was trembling, exhausted, and completely spent. Her thighs were soaked from her dripping love juices, and it looked like a bucket of water had been dumped on the floor of the room.

At last, Hulk’s body went limp from the sheer number of intense orgasms, and she finally relented, her fingers slipping from her pussy with a sticky sound. She lay there breathing heavily, sweat beading on her still-flushed skin and her own arousal saturating the sheets. The room smelled of sex and satisfaction.

Sleep eventually took hold of her and she drifted off into a peaceful slumber, her fingers still buried deep inside her convulsing pussy. Another successful “me time.” Her body shook and shuddered with each thrust and push of her fingers, juices pouring freely from her clenching entrance.

As she lay there thinking to herself, her fingers still buried deep inside her warm wet pussy, she couldn’t help but smile. She loved what she did, the way she could cum over and over again until she was completely drained. There was nothing else like it in the world, and she wouldn’t have had it any other way.

And so, our lusty heroine drifted off into a deep slumber, ready to conquer another day of orgasmic bliss and be the goddess that she was.