Chapter 43 43: The Pollenated Poppy [R18]

Alex pushed her down, pulling her ass into the air as he moved behind her, his heavy cock slapping against her meaty ass with resounding slaps; while pushing her face to the floor, Poppy's head was now looking directly at the crippled Scott, his gaze full of confusion and anger.

He stayed silent as he witnessed Poppy swaying her ass, pressing against the bastard's cock, rubbing along his shaft as Poppy gave Alex a buttjob, his hot cock spreading her ass apart, letting her enjoy the sensation of his thick glans pulling on her pussy lips each time he pulled back, sending jolts of pleasure down her spin.

Scott could get nothing from his rage; no sound came out of his mouth as his broken fists trembled and his body shook.

His eyes widened in shock as Alex became rougher as their lust rose, sometimes slapping her ass with his free hand before groping it and causing Poppy to groan and whimper with an obscene voice as Alex rubbed his rock-hard cock against her crack, the slimy wet sound causing chaos in Scott's brain.

'She's wet!? Aroused... This bitch.... No, no, it must be him! He isn't human and must have done something to her! My Poppy isn't a cock hungry slut; two years of dating and I've only had two handjobs!' Scott rationalized, ignoring that she was currently rubbing her slippery entrance against the tip of Alex's huge member, with no sign of resistance on her face.

'I have to be good; make him cum! Or he will kill us both! Don't surrender to this pleasure! He is my enemy. Please, body...'

His mind was racing, trying desperately to fight back against this tide that threatened to drown him... And he failed utterly.

An urge that he couldn't resist surged within him, making Scott grab his phone from the ground next to his stomach. Taking advantage of his sudden stillness, he swiftly pulled out the camera app and snapped a picture; it wasn't clear whether any photo would help him, but it was worth a shot. After all, he might regret it later if he did nothing.

Even worse, if this monster fucked his girlfriend, maybe even killed her. While his mind told him he should escape and run far away, his hands refused to obey as they began to record the video, zooming in on that huge, deformed tip rubbing against her slimy wet entrance, the enhanced microphone of the phone picking up the slipper and wet sounds of her pussy that began to stretch to accept Alex's fierce meat club.

Although Alex snapped his left arm, he could still move the right one slightly as if Alex wanted this kind of situation, phones could no longer call, but the camera and video functions were just fine.

"Oooooh... Not bad..." Alex grinned. "You want to capture our lovemaking? Your girlfriend has a nice ass..."

In return, Poppy squeezed her hole, letting more thick, sticky honey dribble out of her cunt as it smeared onto her lips and rubbed her clit in circles around Alex's hard cock to coat him in her lubricating juices. Her arousal rose despite trying to fight it off, as she started panting deeply, unable to suppress it. From there, things went faster.

'Don't record... Please! Don't watch my slutty face... I can't fight this man! I am going to lose!'

With a final groan escaping between his gritted teeth, Alex wrapped both hands around Poppy's ass, raising her ass a little higher to take all his lengths before slamming himself down, bottoming out in her warm, sultry cunt with a lewd grunt.

That brought forth another cry of pleasure from Poppy, which quickly degenerated into a sobbing screech when she realized the depth he'd managed to penetrate, followed by a moan as he rammed his hips forward and knocked her forward, pinning her to the ground.

"Mmmmn~ so deep.... what is this!?"

She couldn't move her arms or legs under the weight, moaning and crying out every time Alex slammed his cock into her pussy, pounding her harder; he looked like a bull that desired to breed and impregnate his favourite cow.

"Nnh?!" Poppy screamed each time Alex shoved himself deeper inside her depths, screaming incoherently as she pressed her head against the floor, muffling her cries as Alex used his powerful thighs to slam into her smooth insides over and over; she was beginning to tire and struggle as she tried to push her hips back to match his movements, but she remained trapped underneath him due to his gravity bending strength and weight.

Fully aware of how pleasurable it was to pound another man's lover's juicy snatch like a jackhammer, Alex knew exactly how to keep her begging for more.

The way she moaned and grunted each time he bottomed out drove him crazy: he needed to fuck her harder and deeper; he needed to hit those sensitive spots to bring her to the brink of orgasm, where she would beg for it.

That was when he remembered his spell. He spoke it aloud, using his left hand to rub Poppy's clit in circular motions.

"Cum for me, Poppet," he whispered; for a moment, his thrusts changed as if seeking her most pleasant spots, those that she had forged from using her bad wyvern dildo countless times; his sudden change caused her heart to palpitate; feeling excavated and the squelching flesh tunnel penetrated and rubbed at the spots that drove her crazy which made Poppy suddenly jerk and spasm.

The tears streaming down her face as she stared at the distant sky added to the scene's authenticity and acted as proof that he was fucking her in the open, albeit much better than any dildo ever could. It also helped hide the fact that Poppy was enjoying being violated, as the tears made Scott think she was in pain and struggling.

'That's my Poppy, don't submit to this bastard!'

Alex had long forgotten the punishment, forgotten even Scott or Stella; the warm pussy flooded with slimy honey that wrapped around his cock, caressing and milking him with loud spluttering sounds; her slightly bumpy inner walls that gripped onto him, like trying to pull him inside and keep him forever; her wonderful vagina enthralled him.

All these sensations drove Alex mad with desire. 'I'm going to come soon,' he thought grimly, groaning with satisfaction each time Poppy's body responded to his roughness.

He took one last look at his prey before he released his climax, unleashing a flood of virile energy from his balls deep inside her womb; as a result, Poppy convulsed violently beneath him, trembling and bucking her hips in vain attempts to escape his grasp.

Her naked frame shivered as her orgasm tore through her body, her legs kicking frantically and rolling across the ground as she fought to break free, but he held them fast; he let loose a few dozen spurts before he felt a final rush, coating Poppy's insides entirely as he grunted and spewed what felt like gallons of sperm into her pussy. Finally, as the final pulses ceased to fire within him, his lustful breaths fell silent.

Taking care not to mess up her hair too badly, he rolled Poppy on her back, avoiding looking at her tearful features.

One of his hands still rested on her wet slit, preventing semen from dripping as though he planned to go again. Sperm dribbled out of the base of his shaft as he lowered his hips; she didn't notice. Instead, Poppy panted heavily, staring at the sky without acknowledging anything else.

'I came.... this monster made me orgasm... and I loved every moment of it...' Poppy thought to herself, the warmth in her lower body, a huge amount of sperm still bubbling inside her as she tightened her ass, trying to force it out with loud, dirty squelches and spluttering.

A moment.

That was all it took before she suddenly saw that monster's face; he leaned over her, his face even more appealing and attractive; something had changed in her heart; there wasn't an intense rejection of him, but she didn't love or even like him. Yet her body desired more of that sensual pleasure.

She loved to masturbate, used large toys, and worried about being "loose, " yet this man made her feel amazing; his size was beyond any toy... Unlike Scott... something Scott could never make her feel.

'I'm a bad woman.... forgive me, Scott, but I want to feel more of this pleasure... If I am going to die, why not die after a great orgasm?'

The mystery man smiled down at her with pure happiness, leaning closer until she could smell his musky scent and hear his slow breathing. As if hypnotized by his calm voice and gentle smile, Poppy bit her lip and waited for the inevitable. She couldn't deny that she desired more of him, especially after his seed filled and swelled her belly.

"You passed."

Poppy felt his cock, hard once again as it slipped through her pussy lips, teasing her clit and entrance flooding with his cum; she thought he would thrust inside and fuck her senseless, then suddenly her eyes widened, feeling a soft, warm sensation on her lips as two huge hands wrapped around her face.

Alex enjoyed the slightly salty taste of her lips; opening her mouth with his as her tongue was the first to move; pushing into his mouth, feeling her slowly healing arms wrap around his back, holding tight; rubbing her lower body against his throbbing flesh rod.

"Ohh... Mnnph!" Poppy gasped loudly as Alex kissed her, pressing her lips to his and grabbing his shoulders.

They shared several long, passionate kisses while his hands roamed all over her beautiful body, stroking her bare skin, arousing her further than she already was; kissing wasn't enough. She was ready for more, needing something deeper and more real, wanting someone who knew more about her, willing to explore her body, even if her boyfriend couldn't do it.

'I don't care... it's just now! This one time... Let me enjoy being a woman!'

Her brain blocked out the guilt and the terror and focused solely on the sweet pleasure of his tongue sliding against hers, tasting her juices and the musk of his crotch filling the air, which mingled with the sour flavour of her breath.

Poppy changed her movements and actions like something snapped in her mind; she became more active, and it was her moving and kissing him back, sucking on his tongue as a sweet and addictive taste filled her mouth.

No longer caring about her supposed lover, she whispered into Alex's eyes.

"Please fuck me; make me feel that pleasure again."

Alex smirked, his red eyes glowing like dark torches in the fading night.

"With pleasure, please enjoy every moment!"