Clark sits on the river bank in awe. He did a good deed for his wife and he was being graciously rewarded.
His arms were propped behind him. His clothes lay next to him. Cock proudly at attention, waiting in action to be touched and caressed.
He was waiting for the main event to start. His eyelids already felt like ten pounds of weight were on each one. The arousal was accumulating like an active volcano in wait for destruction.
As long as the titan did as he was told, destruction wouldn't befall him, yet, Clark wanted him to fail. To have a reason to kill a man for fulfilling a kink he's wanted for a long time.
His wife was a little bit down the river bank, but on the same side, so he'd get a full view of Bruce. Bruce's back was on the grass, his long hair spread about. Looking like the snake heads of Medusa. His dark tresses blocked Clark's view of his nipples. He watched Bruce clenched at the grass below him as the titan used its mouth to work his pussy open.
Bruce looked so beautiful at the hands of another being. His radiance never waning.
He's done this with past lovers before, but he's never felt like this in the past. Bruce was a rarity that Clark allowed few to be in his presence. He drew people in so effortlessly. So finally getting this to happen after murdering his long time Mistress. He felt like a lovesick puppy, he wanted to please Bruce more often.
To cause destruction for Bruce felt like his calling. He felt renewed and as a man who has just found his vigor. He wanted Bruce's body to show it. Later, so as long as the titan doesn't fuck up.
Bringing one of his hands from behind him, he used his fingers to dip into his pre-cum. His hips did a sharp jerk from the sensation. Not yet.
Bruce was panting. He must have just orgasmed. The titan was doing well. Clark watched the being stand up. Its legs in the river. It pulled Bruce's body closer to the edge.
The titan was large and solid. Overshadowing his wife's body in a magnificent way. Bruce looked so weak, far from it, but the visual was so satisfying. He brought his other hand from behind him to hold the base of his cock. His fingers from earlier scraping his nails up and down his dick. Clark was moaning. He saw Bruce look at him and smile as the titan was kissing his neck and body.
Bruce was not leaving the house for the next month. He needed to reclaim him over and over again. Until the evidence of their untied front poured from every cell in his body.
The titan pulled back to grab his own cock. Thick and heavy, it pressed it against Bruce's hole with small pumps as he entered his wife. The titan moved a hand into Bruce's hair and the other was on his hip.
Clark knew he would have to cover any bruises the titan left on Bruce.
Bruce was taking short gasps of air. Adjusting himself. It's been so long since he's taken another cock. Bit by bit it entered him. The veins of the cock are ever present with each movement.
When the titan did one more snap of it's hips, it was inside Bruce. It waited a moment. Caressing Bruce. Bending down to kiss more of the Queen's body. Clark watched Bruce raise his hand to pat the Titans back.
The titan took the signal and snapped its hips again and again. Fucking Bruce with all of the power a titan is known for. Tears leaked from Bruce's eyes. He was panting. Wrapping his arms and legs around the titan as he was picked up.
Watching the display, Clark saw the titan pick Bruce up and with two pumps in the air, Clark came. It was so erotic to watch a large being claim his wife. He fell back on the grass, letting his eyes shut as he listened to the coupling of his wife.
He was awoken, by a hand caressing his face. He didn't even know he fell asleep. Looking up, he sees Bruce, his long hair still draped over his naked form.
Sitting up, he sees the titan is gone.
"It did as you asked." Said Bruce.
Looking back to his wife. He grabs Bruce's arms to motion him to sit on his lap. Once settled, he notices seed still dripping from Bruce's thighs and his back, from where he has his hand placed on Bruce.
He motions his other hand to touch Bruce's pussy. His small cocklet is hidden in it's pocket above his cunt. He dips his fingers inside to check. He noticed no seed made its way inside.
Bruce wraps his arms around Clark. "How is my husband?"
"So satisfied." Clark says as he removes his fingers and pulls Bruce closer.
"As am I." Speaks the Queen.