B is for...
#6 of 30 for 30
I swear I'll get to Z eventually.
BELLY BULGES
"Okay Ralph, just like that. Hold still and I'll do the rest." Ralph nodded, both hands holding his gargantuan member straight up while Shawn attempted to master this pachyderm's tool of war. Shawn fanged a lip, flicking the emo coif of a haircut out of his eyes while balancing with both feet on Ralph's lower belly. Soft blue hands prying a pair of supple shark cheeks apart, colored jelly slime lube drizzled from the shark's buttocks all the way to Ralph's balls. Shawn smiled at Ralph who looked on with worry, fearful that he'd split this sweet little shark beyond repair. Watching, Shawn wiggled himself back and forth, playfully tempting a game of grind it 'til you find it with his asshole and a cock almost as wide as his finned tail.
"Come, on, where, are- Ohh~." Shawn's look of fervent determination snapped into a deep warm gasp, head tilting back, face one of having his back popped just the right way. Ralph lurched forward, trunk snatching up Shawn who looked like he was about to faint. It wasn't until his trunk wrapped around the fin's chest that he figured why. Ralph caught a warm look from his trunk shark wrap, Shawn let his knees go and immediately sunk six inches of fat elephant dick up his backside. Both collectively moaning,
"Ohhhhh~" Blue knees began to bend and flex, feet pressing on a thick lower leather navel with Shawn Plie squatting this massive guide rod, initial stride lubing everything quite nicely. Ralph dropped his head back as Shawn rose until just the pachyderm's meaty head remained, sphincter clenched around the bulbous invader. Shawn snickered through grinned teeth,
"Well if he likes this, then he'll love. . ." The eager shark began his descent, tennis ball sized cock head exploring deeply into the lubed fudge tunnel. An additional twelve inches slid onward easily until a soft spongy barrier seemed to catch and impede any further progress.
"Thi- Hah~" Gasping, Shawn gripped his belly, giving a brief effort to lift himself up and drop back down upon the impaling member, only bulging Shawn's guts further causing both to shutter. Small blue hands began to rub and massage the clear outline of an elephant's cock tickling his belly button from the inside making Ralph squirm.
"You keep this up and I'm not gonna last." Ralph uttered through shut eyes, managing everything he could to not out right dump a hot pent up load of roiling bull semen within two pumps, but Shawn wasn't having any of it. He wanted this man's mark, to hook him and have a never ending supply of this stretched full feeling in his life. The shark's grin only widened as he began sliding back up Ralph's throbbing shaft, dainty claws cupping the outline in his belly and squeezing snuggly while it descended back towards his tail. Shawn stood up and leaned forward, arms outstretched bracing himself on Ralph's rotund belly, his elephants head once again securely locked just inside his sphincter, Ralph looked up curiously as Shawn rested with crossed arms and began rocking the upper third of his package in and out of him, dropping rapidly on the intake then clenching his bowels while slowly dragging himself upward. Ralph tossed his head back, mouth bent in an O between ivory tusks, trunk holding itself in a half bent S shape as a clear tell he was well on the way,
"Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhh pup, you don't want me to last do you?" Ralph panted, almost squeaking each time Shawn's tail gloved him. Shawn sat up so that both hands held his chin and smiled, continuing to bounce rapidly in half squats,
"Nope." Grinning with an enthused gaze, his own sissy cock throbbing its full two inches and leaky while Ralph's girth outright battered his tiny p-spot. Ralph lay there helplessly getting worked over by someone maybe a quarter of his weight, each riding bump making him squirm, pushing nerves harder and harder.
Ralph locked up, trunk and upper body in a tight wirey pose while Shawn just kept plugging away. Electricity shooting from the depths of his tight finned ass through all of Ralph, the large grey hide not moving as something seemed to be building. Shawn began to slow as each thrust caught a bit more on Ralph's leaky ridged fist which had swelled to easily double its size within just a few gut plunging thrusts. Shawn began to struggle, each seating took considerably more effort than the last but the feeling of swollen elephant flare filling him wasn't like anything he'd felt before. Knotted fist of a scrotum punching Shawn's walnut each time it forced its way by making everything seem fuzzier the longer they bred.
Shawn shut his eyes, really focusing on the control of his ass muscles, trying to keep this going as long as possible. The insides of his eyes stirred with hues of pink, purple, and red foggy clouds speckled by electric white stars, two strong leathery hands on his soft shoulders dragging him back to earth. Ralph held his trunk high and trumpeted a mighty call, hands shoving down on the shark impaling Shawn who was only along for the ride. Thick gummy ropes of elephant bull pups began erupting inside Shawn's tight ass, the sudden warm flood spiraling off around the shaft like carbon burning off a comet. Quick thinking may have very well saved the shark as he flung both petite legs up in a split with each foot resting on Ralph's belly allowing a full display of depth. The elephant convulsed, helmet firmly pressed up against Shawn's navel, shark ass held flush to sac as a flesh light in Ralph's hands.
Shawn sat there in shock and awe, he'd never been so full in his life, listening gleefully as Ralph moaned from the other side of his belly. Gurgling emanated from the outline in his gut, he began rubbing it again as the outline slowly ballooned and the feeling of a warm flood spread.
"Happy big guy?" Shawn asked, loving his impalement, Ralph simply raised a right arm with a thumbs up, adding an exhausted happy half trumpet.