Down and Dirty
A poor lass finds herself beset by a very insistent Krookodile.
The second of three pieces I wrote for princessyiris in 2018.
“Again?” Iris groaned. Krookodile’s heavy paw pressed against her back, keeping her facedown in the dirt. Her last orgasm, from the session just minutes ago, was threading through her, the small pulses making her moan. Her body still trembled from the sensation. “B-but we just went…”
If the croc cared, he didn’t show it. His enormous, reptilian cock was already firmed up and ready to go, and Iris whimpered as she felt the massive tip brush against her slit.
“C-come on, please don’t… Agh! Aah! Uhhhn!”
Krookodile had slammed forward, burying his cock deep in her folds. She was still wet from their most recent session, and her juices coated his rod, so he went in easily despite his massive size. And what a size it was. Her tunnel involuntarily clenched around it, squeezing and milking it for all it was worth and leaving her writhing miserably from the sensation. Krookodile hung there for a second, savoring the tight squeeze her body gave as she accommodated him, and then he began rutting her in earnest.
“Nngh! U-ugh! Ahn!”
With every thrust, Iris couldn’t help but vocalize as his cock spread her tunnel apart, leaving her shuddering with unwanted pleasure. “C-come on…” she whined between heavy, panting breaths. “Just a little break…”
Growling at the unwanted complaints, the Krookodile increased the pressure on her back, pushing her even further into the ravine floor. Her protests trailed off into unintelligibility. Picking up the pace, he hammered her, again and again, the tip of his cock slamming into the back of her tunnel almost faster than either of them could count. Her whines gradually devolved into little more than high, whimpering gurgles.
He kept up his pace, hammering her with top speed, until her tunnel fluttered around his cock, squeezing it for all it was worth. Iris trembled, keening out—an orgasm. Krookodile grunted; he hadn’t meant for her to feel the pleasure before him. Well, he’d just have to make up for it. Fucking her a few more times, the last one making her cry out from its roughness, he finally hilted his cock in her and let loose his seed—a fountain of cum splashed into her depths as she trembled under him, writhing and crying. He held inside of her for a while, keeping his cum inside and relishing in the sensations of her pussy involuntarily squeezing his giant cock.
After he slowly pulled out, Iris flopped onto her back, panting. He relished the tears budding from her eyes and the way her tummy slightly bulged from all the seed he’d pumped into her. She whined something about him being satisfied now but he paid no attention. He leaned back, stroking his still-erect cock, and savored the look of fear in her eyes as she saw that he still wasn’t done. Her pussy was raw from the fucking she’d just gotten, her juices coating the air with her scent, yet both of them knew that they had a long, long way to go.
His indulgences had just begun.