No Limits

No Limits
Please read and review. I expect this fic to last long and involve a fair amount of characters and chapters. I have a few characters I want to use in mind, feel free to suggest more and offer any feedback you might have.

Bart had expected the removal of the Limiters in his body to make him stronger, faster, a better Gear pilot. It hadn’t really done any of those things. Sure, the Doc said he wouldn’t be scared when facing Krelian or any other high-ranking Solarians, but the young prince felt confident that he wouldn’t have felt fear in any case. Still, if he was surprised at what the removal process hadn’t done, that was nothing compared to how surprised he was at what it had done.

The changes hadn’t come right away, but they had been quick, and hard to understand. One day he was just a normal, if rather handsome and powerful eighteen year-old, and then suddenly things were changing. Wet dreams nearly every night, waking arousal around nearly every woman he saw, and men as well, and an uncontrollable need to fuck something, anything. He hadn’t felt like this in years, not since he had gotten through puberty.

And he wasn’t the only one. He was just one of the few who had yet to do something about it.

Rico had always been a horny one, which was something, if he had ever thought about; he would have put down to two factors. One, there was the fact that he wasn’t quite human, and with his larger size and strength had come the sex drive of an adolescent that lasted into his mid-twenties. The other was the fact that, as champion of a whole prison cell block, he could pretty much demand anything he wanted from his fellow prisoners, which often included sex. So when he felt a new-found, and seemingly stronger urge for sex nearly every moment of the day, he did the only thing that seemed logical to him-he began extorting sex.

It wasn’t so hard, not really, when he thought about it. He was intimidating physically, and most everyone he met wanted to do what he said. Plus, some people found his muscles quite attractive, and when one is a famous hero trying to save all of mankind, that increased even more. There was something else too, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on, but that, unknown, had to do with the Limiters. With a greater desire for sex came an easier way to get it, as his body was producing pheromones at remarkable levels.

However, none of this went through the green-skinned man’s mind as he plowed an attractive female crew member of the Yggrdasial. He only focused on how unbearably tight and wet she was, and how glad he was that she hadn’t made him wear a rubber. She was a pretty young thing, not gorgeous or head turning, but cute enough, with a round, dimpled face, creamy white skin, shoulder-length straight hair, light blue eyes, and a petite yet muscled frame. She was one of the engineers, and it showed-grease stains covered her hands and clothes, which lay in a discarded pile in the cockpit of Steiner, where Rico was currently fucking her brains out. Her stomach was flat and hard, her thighs and arms toned. Her breasts were nothing amazing, not even C cups, but her ass was firm and relatively un-yielding, even as Rico’s enormous balls bounced off of it.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god, fuck me!” The girl shouted, her normally high voice turning into breathless squeaks as her cunt was slammed like nothing she had ever experienced before. The crew of the airship were a rowdy bunch, and dominantly male, and not just in that they outnumbered the women. They wanted something; they often took it, even though, with few other options, most women didn’t mind at all. So the little brunette-Rico didn’t even know her name-was looser than most women, which was a good thing. As it was, her pussy still stretched obscenely around his thick, massive member, which was over a foot in length, fifteen inches to be precise. He was big, he was strong, and the fact that the great majority of his experience with sex came from a prison showed. He was relentless, his seven-foot frame, with over three hundred pounds of muscle bulging, made the five-foot three women look positively like a pixie in comparison. He pounded her twat from behind, huge hands gripping her hips with crushing force as he bent her over Steiner’s controls. They had been going at it for twenty minutes now, and the woman wasn’t so much leaning on the console as she was being slammed into it, her arms unable to support her any longer. Rico shifted his body slightly, bending her back in a greater arc and forcing her head down to gaze between her breasts. The sight nearly made her swoon as she felt the tingling of her third orgasm approaching. Rico had yet to shoot his load as his stamina was truly inhuman, and his selfish techniques forced the woman to provide herself with even more pleasure, fingers reaching between her legs as she played with herself, fingers flying over her clit furiously. As she reached another climax, her cries grew more breathless and less coherent.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, keep fucking me, keep fucking me!” Rico merely grunted and increased his pace-as if he would have stopped before cumming. His massive pecs dripped with sweat lathering the woman’s lower back as his massive balls made heavy, wet fleshy noises as they slapped off her distended pussy. As she came once more on his fuckpole as thick as a can of soda, Rico moaned at the remarkable sensation, feeling a now familiar wetness as the girl’s cum squirted out around his pistoning cock, splattering his balls and inner thighs. He loved squirters and the continued depravity of this encounter, among the hottest he had experienced-which was saying a lot for him-finally sent him over the edge. Reaching for the woman’s hair, his huge hand instead cupped her head, tugging back on it as he buried himself into her with a few more punishing strokes. “Here it comes for you, you hot little slut!” His voice became an undecipherable roar as his orgasm washed over him. He noticed they had been getting stronger as of late, longer and larger too. His cum loads had always been generous, but now they nearly painted the inside of this woman’s snatch, the massive streams of goo slamming against the inside of her unbearably stretched pussy, splattering off of her cervix and leaving the woman to gasp once more in pleasure, cheeks flushed so red she looked as though she had been out in the freezing cold.

Twisting the woman’s body around easily, Rico groaned at the sensation of her wet sloppy pussy twisting around his cock as he sat in Steiner’s chair, keeping her anchored on his cock as he held her back and pressed his face to hers, mouth covering her girlish lips. The woman, nearly exhausted by the rough sex, could only open her mouth and allow the red-haired beast to plunder the wet cavern of her mouth, his massive tongue forcing hers flat and tracing along the inside of her mouth. Despite the tired state of her nearly-ruined pussy, she could feel her arousal nearly unabated. This man was like none she had ever been with before, and she wanted him still. The fact that his steel-like member had softened only slightly in her womb before returning to its remarkable state of hardness said that she felt the same way, but her cunt needed a break. But neither of their desires would be denied.

As Rico pulled his mouth away from hers, a strand of saliva connecting their lips, the woman raised her flushed face to his ear. “Let me suck that big cock of yours, Champ.” He had requested-nay, ordered was a better word she realized, that he call her that, and only that, while they fucked.

“You better not disappoint, little miss. Your cunt's one of the best I’ve fucked in a while, so don’t let me down.” His voice was low, guttural as he slowly pulled out of her gash, leaving her stretched, labia spread nastily, swollen and discolored by an abundance of blood engorging them. Her sweat-soaked body didn’t slide down his massive frame so much as squeaked, their wet forms slipping against each other as the young woman brought her face down to the demi-human’s crotch. It stunk of arousal, and fairly glimmered in the dim light of the cockpit with a mixture of bodily fluids. Normally, she would have thought twice about even touching such a thing, let alone taking it in her mouth, but for some reason she couldn’t resist this man, and she simply spread her mouth as wide as she could and forced her face down on his fleshy engorged head. The resulting groan from above her indicated that the green man enjoyed her work, and her small hands quickly wrapped around his fuckmeat, sliding up and down it welt as she jacked off what she couldn’t fit in her mouth easily-which was most of the cock. She had the head in her mouth and was slobbering on it enthusiastically, wet, dirty noises and groans coming muffled from her mouth, but there was still a foot of cock left.

Rico would have none of this half-way business and his massive hands moved to the girl’s head, pressing down against her in a way she found deliciously painful. She knew what he was going to do, and didn’t object in the slightest, though most would have.

“Suck it all you filthy bitch,” Rico’s voice was breathless, as aggressive as always, and the immense pleasure her mouth was giving him only slightly surpassed the feeling of power he got from this position, one of the things he loved most about sex. He began to fuck her face noisily, intent on forcing her forehead to meet with his crotch. The woman, despite her eagerness, simply couldn’t keep up with the champ’s unyielding grip and punishing, jack-hammer thrusts. Spit began flying out of her mouth, drenching his balls and running down her chin like a baby trying to eat a banana. Rico simply grunted and groaned as he ravaged her throat, wanting to further degrade her and remind her of her subservience with dirty talk, but being overwhelmed by pleasure, he simply made deep, hungry, animalistic noises.

He stood up then, keeping her mouth clamped on his dick as he walked forward a step, pressing her body backwards, her head resting uncomfortably against the control console. From this position, he could better ream her throat, and he started making his thrusts longer and deeper, sacrificing speed for pleasure as he withdrew until only his bulbous head remained in her mouth, before stuffing the rest of his length back inside of her slick, tight throat, slamming the back of her head against the hard plastic of the console. Griping her head with hands that routinely broke bones Rico began to rocket into her mouth, this time not stopping until his flaming bush brushed against her nose. The small woman, who was unable to exert any control over this brutal sex act, simply tried to laid back and enjoy it, a fact that was made quite difficult by the fact that his grip made it hard for her to think, and she felt she might be developing a bruise on the back of her head, on the outside from bouncing off the console, and on the inside from his cock feeling like it would poke through her head. His pubic hair, unwashed and sweaty, filled her nose and made it unable for her to breathe. She was certain she was developing a concussion, which was probably why she didn’t panic or do anything other than lazily fuck her cunt with her fingers. She found she had been so thoroughly stretched her hand slid easily inside herself to the wrist, and took great pleasure in twisting her hand around inside her cunt, making a fist and spreading her fingers wide in a hurried rhythm.

For his part, Rico loved this position, as every time he thrusted particularly viciously, which was nearly every time, her head would bounce off the console with a rewarding smack and smack into his crotch, wet with the saliva that was leaking from her mouth and the tears that had long been running from her eyes with an incredibly rewarding sound. His balls tightened as he approached another orgasm, slapping off her chin. He would have loved to force them into her mouth as well, a sex act he had seen done to women and men once or twice, but feared he might dislocate the poor girl’s jaw. As it was, he could already see a reddening of her nose where his crotch impacted it, but the sick warbling sounds she made as he forcibly fed her his cock, visibly stretching her throat, only made him hornier. With another bestial yell, he tugged on her hair and pressed her forehead to his crotch, smearing her face in his sweaty pubes as he came. Torrential, pounding squirts of thick creamy whiteness shot down the girl’s belly, and in her constant choking and guttural hacking, some of it found its way down her lungs. Unwilling to remove his cock, Rico watched with animal satisfaction as her face turned red and his cum forced its way out of her lungs and into her nose, squirting out into his pubes and smashing against her nose and eyes.

He held himself there for a few long moments, lost in his afterglow, before pulling out with a sick, smooth noise from the woman. His hand wrapped itself around the base of his cock as he tugged upwards, sending a final hose-like squirt onto her face, collapsing back in the chair, balls quite completely drained-for the moment. “Clean yourself,” He said, voice ragged but no less harsh, “And don’t let any stains get on my controls or chair.”

Dimly, hearing his voice through her concussed mind as though from a distance, the red-faced woman, who could scarcely see from tearing up and whose chin, mouth and cheeks were covered in smeared spit and cum could only nod as she hacked up another load of cum onto her face. Rico could only smile as he knew he would be ready to fuck again, and soon, but not this woman, she was nearly unconscious and though he enjoyed dominating his partners, he preferred someone who was wide-awake to enjoy the experience.

Lazily affixing his cod-piece and the rest of his meager clothing, which did little but accentuate his impossibly muscled form, Rico extended a sausage like finger and pressed the cockpit hatch button. In a few moments, he would be horny again, and he needed to be near someone else to fuck in that time.

Yes, Rico was the first of the band of heroes who had nearly completely surrender to his baser animal instincts (to be fair, he had the least distance to travel), but he wouldn’t be the last. A fact Bart was about to discover himself as he knocked upon the door to Sigurd’s quarters…