CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER ONE
Davy Jones sat in his tentacle covered cabin snoring. His tentacles writhed slowly as he breathed, the flickering candlelight making them glisten. He was dreaming of a love he'd had long ago. Ten years he'd been the captain, ten long years he spend waiting till the day came when he'd be allowed to return to shore to fuck Roy Smith again. In his dream he was already sucking at Roy's large penises, his tentacles gently massaging Roy's thighs and lubricating his cocks. He could almost feel Roy's fingers gripping his hat, pulling his mouth along the whole of Roy's length.
On a distant planet an Ood sat clutching his brain in one hand and puling the shit off it with another. He vividly remembered last night when Roy Smith had come up to him, pulling him away from his other friends and promising him delights like no other. He had got everything he'd been promised including a threesome with his Ood girlfriend. Roy Smith had shoved his large, throbbing penis right up into her tentacle-covered opening, thrusting again and again until slimy sweet liquid had gushed out. Then Roy Smith had bent down again to her opening, spread the tender tentacles apart and stuck his expert tongue inside. The male Ood remembered how Roy had beckoned for him to bend and try too, pushing the Ood's slimy mouth deep into the girl until she'd begged him to stop.
Rose Tyler sat blinking in the morning sunlight, trying to remember which of her many fuckbuddies she'd had last night. Was it Mikey? The Doctor? The old drunk tramp from down the street? Then she touched her hand to her duck-like lips and remembered. It'd been Roy Smith. She got out of bed, clutching her aching vagina and rushed to the window. She missed his hard cock deep inside her and longed to feel it again. To her delight, she heard a noise from downstairs. It was a gentle whooshing sound like no other! She put her chubby body at the top of the banisters and slid right the way down, feeling the cool, hard wood against her clit. She arrived panting outside the TARDIS door just as it began to open to reveal Roy Smith. He was dressed only in a pink latex thong so she could see almost all of his sexy body. He really was the hottest guy imaginable.
"I fancied a fuck with a very horny duck, baby, so I came straight for you." He said, winking. His mouth was perfect in every way – his long, red tongue dancing against his perfectly white teeth as he spoke. She watched the way his lips formed the words and almost came with delight. She ran towards him, jumping up into his arms, her nipples hardening as they rubbed against his muscles. She could feel his hard erections through the latex and longed for him. "God I'm sexy" He breathed into her ear, gracefully carrying her into the main room of the TARDIS.
All around her she could see various sizes of dildos hanging from the walls. The main control panel itself was bright pink, all the leavers made into the shapes of tiny penises and all the buttons into the shape of breasts. He lay her across it and stood back, regarding her. He could see her large, fat lips aching to close round one of his famous cocks. The TARDIS, however, had other ideas.
A large red dildo glided in from a gap in the wall, thrusting deep down into her throat. She tried to scream but just as she took a breath, Roy Smith pushed a gas-mask over her mouth and nose. Now all she could do was moan and grunt and the electric dildo thrust itself time and again against the back of her throat. A trolley laden with food wheeled itself in from somewhere, and with sudden characteristic inspiration, Roy grabbed a can of squirty cream and shoved the nozzle as far as it could go up the vagina. He expertly aimed it and turned the dial on the bottom onto full power. Under the mask rose tried again to scream as the cool cream filled every part of her vagina.
Roy smith clambered onto the dashboard too, his cocks already standing straight and ready for action. Rose gasped as Roy not only penetrated her vagina but also her stinking arsehole. He ran his long, slender fingers right down the length of her body, finally slipping them up inside her. He thrust his whole hand into her gaping vagina and began to pound at her walls, squelching cream and cum all around. The only thing that can fuck a girl better than Roy's hands is one of Roy's cocks. He wondered how many she could take, and decided to test it by thrusting his first hot member inside.
After a few minutes, Roy Smith noticed that instead of orgasming, Rose was choking. Without taking his sexy cock out, Roy removed the mask and the dildo and let her sit up and snog him instead. God he loved those fat, duck-like lips.
"I fancy a fucking hot foursome," Roy breathed into her ear "and I know just the people to invite."