"Time to give things a little shove."

Standing, he stripped down to his birthday suit and wandered back out into the front room. Jen sat, flipping through channels, back turned. Tom grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it from the sink.

The clink of the glass caught Jen’s ears. She turned around and froze, staring, mouth open, cheeks flushing. She gripped the couch so hard her knuckles cracked and turned white.

When Tom turned to face her he watched with a predatory glee as her breath stopped and then quickened and a sheen of sweat touched her face.

"Oh, didn't you go with Sam?"

"Ah- n-no."

Tom shrugged, making his gargantuan cock bounce gently.

"Hmm, my bad then. I thought I was going to have the apartment to myself. I haven't had any alone time since I moved in… and everyone is just so distracting. I mean… Alice spends so much time in the shower and Sam is practically a model. Gives a guy ideas, you know?"

Jen frowned slightly at the mention of Sam.

The words coming out of his mouth sounded apologetic, but the tone didn't match at all. He sounded like he was describing a minor inconvenience like traffic or a package being late and speaking of package… Jen’s gaze was glued to Tom's monster, which he had made no attempt to cover. He saw this and grinned, lifting his arms to stretch while pretending to yawn, letting his cock sway back and forth, suppressing a chuckle when her eyes followed it like a hypnotist's pocket watch.

"Well, I guess I better put some clothes on-"

"NO!!"

He stopped.

"I- please- can I-"

Tom smiled like an evil genius revealing his master plan. "Touch it? I mean, if you really wanted to."

Jen swallowed and nodded frantically.

"I don't know… doesn't really seem fair. I mean, you've seen me naked but… nah you wouldn't be interested in getting naked with me."

"I naked!"

She practically jumped off the couch shredding herself out of her clothes faster than Tom believed humanly possible. She was lean, toned. Every muscle rippled as she moved. In days of old, men would have worshiped her as a warrior goddess. She was curved and hard as if carved from marble. And I made a quarter of all women look like that. Tom thought smugly.

Jen gasped as his cock grew.

Harder, thicker and longer than any she had ever seen in person.

"Well, I mean if you really want to touch it that bad…" He took a few steps closer until he closed the gap.

She reached out, gripping it gently and gave it a few experimental jerks, splattering precum on her abs. She stopped. Reaching down with one shaking finger she scooped it up and brought it closer to her face, sniffing it, the smell raw and primal.

"Jen. Bend over the couch."

Her heart jumped in her chest, and she turned to comply. The back of the couch pressed into her toned midsection.

He got down on one knee behind her and grabbed her ass. He spread her toned cheeks and pushed his face into her pussy, lapping hard with his tongue. She smeared his rugged face with her cunt.

"Oh, fuck!"

She gripped the couch harder to keep her balance as his tongue assaulted her, circling and licking up and down her trembling clit. Her tight slit was waiting for him.

Tom stood.

Lining his thick cock up, she felt his head push against her. He gripped his cock and rubbed it up and down against her, coating it in her anticipation. Then he slowly started to push inside. His hands gripped her toned midsection as he pulled their perfect bodies closer together, impaling her on his perfect cock.

The pleasure pushed what rational thoughts she had left out of her head. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You're so biiiig. Oh god, fill me up!"

Her legs shook as he filled her completely. He settled into a rhythm, fucking her from behind, speeding up or slowing down as he pleased to shove her over the edge or pull her back as he saw fit. His impossibly strong arms lifted her against the couch so that her toes could barely touch the floor. He made her yelp or groan with every thrust. She was pinned, helpless. Her muscles clenched as she came, again and again at the mercy of his tool.

Tom watched her body bounce beneath him. A familiar, rising pressure expanded at the base of his cock. "I'm going to fill you up, Jen. I'm going to cum in your tight little cunt."

"Oh god, please! Please fill me up, sir!"

He felt it building as his hips slapped against her sculpted ass. He reached down and grabbed a handful of hair pulling her back to arch into a rough kiss. Reaching around with his other hand, he cupped her tit and squeezed, drawing a needy moan from her lips.

Her pussy clenched around his cock as she came again, sending him over the edge. He exploded inside her as her feet were lifted from the ground completely.

Jen’s mind had completely derailed from the constant **** on her senses. She shuddered and bucked against him, milking him for all she could, before collapsing weakly into the couch. Drool leaked from between her parted lips, mind liquefied. The thick concoction of their combined cum oozed down her legs as Tom removed his monstrous cock.

"Oh my God! You totally filled her up!"