New Trunks: You Look Perfect
#7 of New Trunks
No escaping now, not that you want to. Glen decides to show you just how much of a man he is and what he's been thinking about since he first saw your photo.
This is the second to last. The next one is more like an Epilogue. Might write more of this int he future though, it was fun! Hope you've all enjoyed it so far.
At first, he just licks and kisses you all over, moving your body to wherever he needs it. An occasional gentle nibble keeps things unpredictable while his hands grope and feel you all over. His favorite thing to grab right now, though, is your ass.
"When I saw that picture..." He licks your neck. "I knew I had to fuck you."
You just moan in response to all of his affection and manhandling of you. Biting your lip as his finger begins to circle and tease your hole you begin to squeeze his body wherever you can. His large pecs, his belly, you even reach up and stroke his snout.
"You are goin' to look fuckin' perfect on my cock." His fingertip begins to push into you.
He's slow and deliberate as he stretches you. You're not sure where he was keeping it but he has a small glass bottle of lube that he reaches for every couple of minutes and liberally applies it to his cock and your well-fingered ass.
It doesn't take him long to find the places inside you that send waves of pleasure through you. He enjoys teasing you, it seems, as he'll constantly apply pressure only to remove it when you start bucking your hips and moaning for him to keep going.
He wants you to know that your pleasure is at his discretion. Anytime you attempt to stroke yourself he swats you away and redirects your hands to his body. You massage his chest and watch his belly jiggle as you rub every part of him you can reach.
After minutes of this game, you feel a second finger begin to enter you. You gasp as he gently pushes into you again. You wince as his knuckle slides inside you. He pauses and looks down at you, barely-contained lust and worries fighting for control on his face.
You simply nod, encouraging him to continue. You need him, need this. You watch closely as his chest heaves with every thrust of his fingers. His cock is leaking heavily all over your legs, twitching whenever you clench or moan.
His predatory purring and growling have increased in volume and frequency, you can tell by that starved look in his eyes, just like the one he gave you in the pool, he's trying to keep himself under control. How long until he just takes you? He wants to make you his.
"F-fuck!" You whimper as he pulls his fingers from your needy ass.
He lifts you into a kiss, his rough tongue probing every part of your mouth. He's kissed you before but this is primal and urgent. He releases you and carries you toward the nearby couch. He just grunts as he lays you ass-up over the armrest, leaving your head comfortably on the soft cushions.
"I'm gonna fuck you now." He rubs his thick tip against your lubed-up and fingered hole.
You bite your lip and whine as he applies pressure, slowly at first. He gives you the courtesy of applying a large amount of lube, the cool liquid coating his tip and your hole. After the warmth of his fingers, the chill of the lube makes you shiver, but a new warm sensation quickly replaces it.
You instinctually press yourself back into him as you feel his large hand push your rear down to give him better access. He strokes your back while using his other hand to guide his cock into you. He applies more and more pressure, slowly entering you.
"So... You're such a good..." His breath is ragged, you look over your shoulder and see his eyes closed. "Good boy..." His purring becomes louder as you moan.
All it takes is one firm push and you feel the tip enter you. Glen stops while you get used to his size, just the tip is massive. The next few minutes are a careful and measured exercise in patience for both of you. Inch by inch he penetrates you, stretching you to your limit.
It feels like forever to get all of him inside you, but he finally drapes himself over you and his large belly presses down upon you. He's warm and you can feel his heartbeat as he hooks one arm around you, pulling you closer to him.
"All mine, now." His voice is shaky and uneven. Glen begins to pull out and push back in, at first in tiny and small motions. His girth means every motion rubs him against your prostate. Your whimpering becomes louder and more frequent as he begins to fuck you.
You're completely surrounded and dominated by him. His belly presses you down into the couch, his arm pulls you up into him keeping you in the ideal position to be fucked. It doesn't take him long to start fucking faster and harder.
You breathe deep as the smell of sex and sweat replaces the faintly chemical smell of the pool water. Every time you turn your head or move you're met with more of him. His powerful arms, his bouncing chest, or just the smell of the mighty croc making you his bitch.
As he quickens you struggle to contain yourself, the fat cock stretching you wide and his huge balls slap against your cheeks. Whenever he pulls out you thrust back into him, silently begging for his cock to fill you again.
You gasp when he grabs your cock and begins to tug it gently, the friction from his fat fingers and pleasure from his shaft filling you makes you drool slightly. You won't last long like this, every time a finger grazes your sensitive tip or his cockhead rubs against your prostate it brings you closer and closer to the edge.
"Gl-Glen I'm so-" You can't even get the words out. He just starts to fuck and stroke faster. His arm around you tightens. "Fuck me, please, pl-please."
He pulls all the way out and teases your used ass with his large, leaking tip. "Want Daddy to cum in you?" You just nod desperately. "You want to be my bitch?" Again you whimper and beg. "Good boy."
He shoves himself inside you all at once and you cry out for more. His fucking becomes more frantic as he too draws close to orgasm. His balls bounce against your ass and he puts more of his weight on you. He removes his hand from your cock and almost fucks you into the couch.
Powerful thrusts send tremors throughout your entire body, the pleasure only amplified by his musky scent. You're his bitch, his toy, his prey. You knew when he dragged you from the pool this was coming next.
You could pretend you didn't want this, to be used like his toy but you've wanted it since you saw his photo. A real man dominating and using you. You listen as the couch slides against the stonework, his breeding of you becoming even more animalistic.
"Gonna fill you." He says, standing upright with his cock still in you. Both of his hands grip your waist and begin to pull you back and forth on his cock like you were a fleshlight.
You begin to drool like a desperate cockwhore. You can't even hear yourself begging and pleading for his load. Your cock grinds against the fabric of the couch with every body-moving, furniture-shaking, perfectly-placed thrust.
"I'm- I-!" You involuntarily clench as his cock brings you to climax, unknown minutes of fucking fueling you to shoot further and harder than you can ever remember before.
Glen lifts you and pulls you into his chest. "Shoot for me. Shoot from being..." He thrusts upwards into you. "FUCKED!" He bellows and you feel his cock throb inside you.
He continues to thrust as he fills you. The warmth from his cum spreads throughout your whole body, every thrust bringing more and more of his essence. He almost falls forward from the intensity of his orgasm, his cock never leaving your hole while he finishes.
It must have been a full minute, maybe two, of him cumming in you when he finally starts to become soft. You gasp when his cock slides from your hole and his cum begins to seep down your ass to your legs.
Glen lays you back on the couch and positions himself on top of you. He stares into your eyes while you catch your breath, and when you finally do he doesn't give you the chance to talk as he kisses you. He pulls you into it, one large hand grasping the back of your head.
"You look perfect." He says. "Absolutely perfect."