Trudy's Hunt - Chapter 4: A Huge Hunt in the Park
The picture used for the cover, one that Kentayuki drew nearly half a year ago as well as the blurb he wrote underneath it, was what inspired me to write this story.
So here we’ll have a young police officer, relatively fresh from the police academy, discussing Trudy’s attire with her. You can probably guess how she fixes things.
Contains: M/F, huge breasts, huge ass, huge cock, muscles, botomless, blowjob, deepthroat, lipstick marks, ass worship, buttjob, anal sex, creampie, sex toys, interaccial.
Enjoy!
Trudy's Hunt - Chapter 4: A Huge Hunt in the Park
‘Miss Hunt, what did I say about wearing clothing that exposes too much skin?’ Francis Hughes asked as he did his best to assume a stern expression.
The woman he was addressing barely came up to his chest with how short she was, her face was partially hidden from his sight thanks to the hoodie she was wearing but there was no mistaking who she was. Gertrude Hunt, her and Francis had gotten acquainted quite rapidly ever since he had left the police academy. Although her exquisitely styled blonde pixie cut had peeked out from underneath her hood as she jogged past the young beat cop through Spieren Park, it wasn’t how he had recognized her…
No, Francis had recognized the woman thanks to her bombshell body. He hadn’t met a lot of women who were quite as stacked as Gertrude Hunt, or ones that had so much junk in the trunk. And the few he could think of worked in the adult film industry. Even now her sleeveless pink and white camo hoodie seemed to be painted over a pair of enormous, heavy jugs that had to be larger than pumpkins! Yet, with the way they sagged just slightly, they appeared to be natural. Although that made Francis wonder why she seemed to be out jogging without a sports bra. Wouldn’t that be uncomfortable?
He was shaken from this thought when Gertrude Hunt cleared her throat to reply, and abruptly realized he had been staring at her tits in a none too subtle fashion.
‘Well, Officer Huge-’ Trudy began.
‘It’s Hughes.’ Francis corrected her, like he had every time the two of them had spoken like this.
‘That’s what I said?’ Trudy replied with a curious cock of her head, pursing those plump, beestung lips of hers in confusion.
Is she doing this on purpose? Francis wondered as he felt Gertrude Hunt’s eyes rove over his six foot frame, his blue uniform and the way it was stretched over his broad chest or how the sleeves were rolled up over his dark, bulging biceps. Or is she just ditzy? He finished his thoughts with an annoyed sigh, which to Trudy seemed to mean that she could continue talking.
‘Well, Officer Huge,’ Trudy started again, and Francis swore she was actually waiting for him to correct her before she continued talking. ‘You told me that the other park goers were complaining about how much skin my tops were showing whenever I went for a jog, and requested that I’d change that.’ She explained.
‘So I did! And it was not easy, let me tell you!’ Trudy added, pushing out her prodigious chest wrapped in her pink and white hoodie so that Francis could get a good look at her new choice of attire. As if he hadn’t already. ‘That means I fixed the problem, didn’t I?’ The short blonde woman asked sweetly.
‘Yeah, yeah, you sure did…’ Francis mumbled as he pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and his forefinger. ‘Today’s complaints are actually about something else.’
‘What else could I have possibly done wrong?’ Trudy huffed as she placed her small, delicate hands on those oh so broad hips of hers.
This happened to draw Francis’ eyes straight to the problem.
‘Well, it’s about those shorts, actually.’ The young police officer said as he glanced at the teeny white garment.
‘Oh, do you like them?’ Trudy asked as she turned away and pushed her rear backwards. ‘You can’t really find them in the stores!’
‘I…I can see why.’ Francis mumbled dumbfounded, having completely forgotten just what the problem with these shorts of Trudy were.
Trudy’s enormous, toffee tanned buttocks nearly swallowed the tiny white garment whole. The blonde’s globular asscheeks ballooned out and if Trudy had been standing up straight you could probably stack books on them! Yet, despite how firm they looked, there appeared to be plenty of fat on the short blonde’s ridiculous ass to make it jiggle with each small movement. Which had probably been why someone had asked Francis to talk with Trudy about it. Otherwise there’d be far too many joggers and cyclist crashing into trees.
Oh, right. That was what we were talking about! Francis suddenly thought to himself, tearing his eyes away from Trudy’s shorts and the bright pink HUNT logo emblazoned on it.
‘Miss Hunt, you need to change those shorts. I’m sorry, but there have been too many complaints.’ Francis said as sternly as he could manage. ‘As well as a few accidents already.’ He added a little softer.
‘Nooo! Really?’ Trudy moaned. ‘First I can’t wear any of my cute tops, and now I can’t wear my favourite shorts? This sucks!’ The blonde added with a frustrated pout.
‘If you don’t, I might have to write you a ticket for indecent exposure.’ Francis replied half-jokingly.
‘Come on, Officer Huge! Can’t we work something out?’ Trudy begged.
‘No.’ Francis replied sternly.
Ever since he had left the police academy, he had been left wondering why Gertrude Hunt got preferential treatment from his colleagues. Speeding in that white, high end sports car of hers? She was let go with a warning. Multiple noise complaints from her neighbours? Officers seemed to struggle to be the one to get to her home first, not returning until the next morning to reveal that this had also earned her nothing more than a warning. But now, she was dealing with Francis and he would make sure that she’d follow the law.
‘Are you sure?’ Trudy asked, voice going low and predatory.
‘Miss Hunt, are you trying to bri-’ Francis had been in the process of angrily asking the short blonde if she was trying to bribe him, but the rest of the words had died in his throat when he felt a small, but strong, hand massage his crotch.
‘Hmm? What was that Officer Huge?’ Trudy asked with a puzzled expression as her fingers danced over the young officer’s bulging trouser leg. ‘I was just about to suggest we both discuss this somewhere more private so we can cool our heads. After all, neither one of us wants to get in trouble with your colleagues now, do we?’ The short blonde suggested sweetly.
Francis suddenly realized why the police let Gertrude Hunt get away with so much. And despite the fact that he had just proclaimed to himself that he would make her follow the law, Francis now rapidly began to care less and less about that. Instead, he was curious to find out if this “private discussion” with Trudy was what he hoped it was. So he nodded numbly in response to the short blonde’s suggestion, who flashed him a shark-like smile in response that showed off perfectly straight pearly white teeth.
‘I’m so glad that you agree!’ Trudy cooed happily. ‘Then follow me, I know a good place…’
* * * *
Trudy took Francis to a thickly wooded area, a little ways away from the normal pathways in the park. It looked somewhat…familiar to Francis. Nearly a year ago, just after the Easter Egg Hunt, someone had found several discarded condoms and condom wrappers. Fearing that there were nightly orgies going on in Spieren Park, considering how nobody believed that the amount of semen and used condoms could be produced by a single couple, Francis was sent out to patrol the park at night. It had been one of his first assignments, actually.
He had never encountered anything as exciting as a nightly orgy, however. He’d find a few kids out past their bedtime or some teenagers looking for a secluded spot to smoke some pot if he was lucky, but most nights the park was deserted and boring as hell. Eventually, it was all deemed to be some sort of prank. Especially since the condoms that had been used were of a novelty brand anyway.
But now, looking at Trudy, Francis wondered if it really had been a prank?
‘Well, Miss Hunt. This location is about as private as possible in a public park,’ Francis began. ‘So please, what did you want to discuss?’
‘We were going to “discuss” how there is nothing wrong with my current attire,’ Trudy replied with a confident smirk. ‘But first, why don’t we get you comfortable?’ She mused.
And before Francis could react he could feel his belt being undone and his trousers being unzipped as the short blonde both dropped to her haunches and pulled the garment down in one smooth motion. His semi-erect member smacked against Trudy’s face just as she looked up at him to flash him an impish little smile. It didn’t seem to faze her. Instead, she eagerly grabbed the long, beefy tool with both hands and began kissing her way up and down the shaft. Her bright, bubblegum pink lipstick standing out starkly against his dark skin.
‘I knew I was saying your name right!’ Trudy teased.
Francis didn’t have a response ready for that. Even if he had, his mind went white when the short blonde suddenly placed those soft, full lips of hers against his bloated scrotum and lewdly began to suck on the wrinkled skin. Pulling it taut over his large testicles. The young officer managed to swear and groan as hot lances of precum shot from his twitching cumslit, flying over the head of blonde bimbo kneeling in front of him and landing on one of her massive, globular asscheeks.
When he saw the bronzed flesh of Trudy’s rump jiggle while his silvery fluid dripped down it Francis nearly came then and there. But he managed to hold it off somehow. With a soft groan he pulled his cap from his head with one hand, while the other went through his short black hair. He kept it short, in a crew cut. But thanks to the combination of the warm day and what was currently happening, his hair was damp and the hand that had gone through it returned covered in sweat.
‘Calm down,’ Francis growled, something he thought he’d never say to a woman that seemed so passionate to get him off. ‘Calm down!’ He repeated. ‘I don’t think I’ll be able to explain the stains that’ll be on my uniform if we continue like this.’ He muttered as he began to undo the buttons of said uniform.
Or maybe I can. Francis thought to himself as he looked down at Trudy. Considering what the guys at the station tend to do for her.
‘Too bad,’ Trudy pouted after she pulled her mouth away from the young officer’s fat balls. ‘I do like a man in uniform. Can you at least keep the hat on?’
‘Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure.’ Francis babbled as he rapidly kicked his shoes off and stepped out of the trousers that had been bunched up around his ankles while shrugging out of his shirt at the same time. His clothes would still be messy, but grass stains and dead leaves would’ve been easier to explain than the alternative.
‘I’ve changed my mind,’ Trudy said. ‘I think I might like you better out of your uniform.’ She added as she hungrily eyed his muscles. They weren’t as big or well defined as those of a fitness model or bodybuilder, but Trudy still had trouble pulling her eyes away from his muscular frame.
‘Well, I like to stay in shape just in case.’ Francis replied with a proud grin.
Unfortunately, it appeared that Trudy’s attention had rapidly been diverted back to his, now erect, monstercock. While hungrily licking her plump lips, which were still perfectly pink despite the smudges of lipstick on Francis’ shaft and balls, Trudy opened her mouth wide and crammed the young officer’s big, dark purple cockhead into her mouth. Immediately a salty taste hit her tongue as another blast of viscous precum blasted from Francis’ cumslit. It didn’t seem to have caught Trudy off guard in the least seeing how she quickly swallowed it and glanced up seductively at the young man as a bulge traveled down her throat.
‘God damn!’ Francis swore, before he instinctively shoved his hips forward.
Despite his annoyance at Trudy for pronouncing his last name wrong, the young Officer couldn’t help but agree that the blonde’s nickname for him rang true. His shaft was about a foot long and nearly as thick around as one of his arms, meaning that even Trudy’s plump lips looked thin as they were stretched over his impressive girth. So when Francis realized what he had done, he flashed the short blonde woman an apologetic look while he tried to pull away. Instead, Trudy reached up and grabbed one of his wrists which she then, rather forcefully, directed to the back of her head. Francis’ apologetic expression turned into one of confusion as he looked at the blonde, throat bulging and drool escaping from the corners of her mouth.
‘Well, if that’s what you want…’ He added with a shrug, before using his other hand reached for Trudy’s head as well and began shoving the rest of his meaty pole down the blonde’s gullet.
To his surprise, there was remarkably little resistance when his monstercock ploughed its way down Trudy’s throat. The blonde spat up a few wads of saliva mixed with his precum that ended up landing on her impressive bust, staining her hoodie, but otherwise didn’t gag or try to pull away. If anything, she remained perfectly still on her knees before the young officer. The only thing she moved was her nimble tongue, especially if Francis paused from pushing his hips forwards to keep himself from cumming too soon. He wanted to see just how much of his dick the busty bimbo could take.
As is turned out, she could take all of it. After spending several minutes trying not to cum, yet shooting about a mug’s worth of precum down Trudy’s throat anyway, the blonde’s small nose ended up in his pubes while the young officer’s lipstick stained balls were draped over her chin. Trudy could also feel said balls tighten as Francis groaned loudly above her and finallyreleased all the spunk that had been brewing in his nuts. Trudy moaned happily around the huge, twitching dick as thick, hot slimy jizz was blasted straight into her stomach and was immediately glad that she had had a light breakfast this morning. Despite the amount of seed he was already pouring out, Trudy seemed desperate to keep the young cop spraying for as long as possible. So she teased his shaft with her tongue, tracing any particularly fat veins with her tongue, while raising up her hands to squeeze and massage his balls.
At this point, Francis’ mind went white again and he could feel his knees starting to buckle. He didn’t think he’d ever had a blowjob quite like this before. Hell, most of the women that had the guts to give his member a try couldn’t take much more than his dickhead in their mouth. But Trudy, Trudy had taken the whole damn thing. He groaned as the last few drops of cum from his climax spurted from his cumslit and he stumbled backwards, nearly falling to the ground. He wondered if he had any jizz left in his balls after all that…
‘Now that you’re comfortable and nice and relaxed,’ Trudy suddenly piped up as she rose to her feet and walked towards a nearby tree. ‘Why don’t you come over her to get a good, close look at these shorts and tell me what’s wrong with them?’ The blonde asked as she pressed the palm of one hand against the bark of the tree while using the other to wave the young officer towards her.
‘Okay, so maybe I’m not completely spent after all…’ Francis muttered to himself as he glanced down to see his member twitch and grow hard at the sight of Trudy pushing her ass out and beckoning for him to come closer. It managed to rise even faster when he noticed the thick circle of pink lipstick at the base of his huge shaft.
So when he appeared behind Trudy his cock was completely erect again and sank into one of the blonde’s huge, toffee tanned buttocks as Francis pushed himself against Trudy’s massive posterior. With a grunt he began pawing at the halves of the short woman’s rump. Sinking his thick fingers into her soft, meaty asscheeks as he pried them apart or simply squeezed them roughly. How it could be seen as him “inspecting” Trudy’s shorts, Francis didn’t know. But Trudy sure wasn’t complaining.
‘Well, is there something wrong with it?’ Trudy eventually piped up curiously.
‘I don’t know…’ Francis mused. ‘There’s just too much of your ass in the way.’ He added, while giving one of the blonde’s meaty buttcheeks a playful spank.
Trudy cried out as the sound of Francis’ hand hitting flesh resounded through the forest, while the young officer watched as the blonde’s buttcheek jiggled. Trudy glared over her shoulder at the young man while she pouted and slowly rubbed her butt. Though all it did was show how her dainty hand was dwarfed by her huge rump, which only seemed to excite Francis more.
‘Maybe it’d help if I take them off?’ Trudy suggested.
Trudy didn’t get the chance to do that herself, however. Because as soon as she suggested it, Francis’ fingers disappeared in the waistband of her tiny white shorts and started pulling them down. Slowly at first, as they barely seemed to fit over Trudy’s globular, toffee tanned buttcheeks. How she’d ever got them on was a miracle. But once they were down to about her thighs, and the blonde’s huge asscheeks had clapped together, Francis pulled the garment down in one fell swoop. He didn’t spare them a single glance, though. Instead he tossed them over his shoulder and pried the short blonde’s asscheeks apart as far as he could and, while breathing heavily, slipped his monstercock between them.
‘Officer Huge!’ Trudy gasped in mock horror. ‘I thought we were simply going to discuss my attire!’
Francis was no longer listening by this point, which seemed to suit Trudy just fine as she flashed a predatory smile over her shoulder at the young officer while she slowly and rhythmically began to shake her hips up and down. Slowly at first, since the passage between the halves of her massive ass lacked any lubrication for Francis’ huge, fat length. But it came to no surprise to either of them when Francis’ supposedly drained balls managed to produce a slow, but steady, trickle of precum.
A pleased coo passed Trudy’s pink, pouty lips as she felt the warm, sticky fluid pour between her tanned, bulging buttocks and the slow, rhythmic shaking her her hips turned into something more primal almost immediately. Her huge asscheeks clapped together loudly as she basically twerked around the young officer’s fat dick. Aside from shoving his impressive length between the halves of Trudy’s rear, Francis hadn’t really had a chance to move. So now, as he dug his fingers a little more into the short blonde’s ballooning buttocks, he kind of accepted that he was just along for the ride.
And what a ride it was! It was quite obvious that the short blonde was extremely adept at milking monstercock with every part of her body. Because after she had been successful in milking enough precum from Francis’ beefy balls to lubricate her asscrack, she simply managed to keep the silvery liquid flowing. Which meant that Francis’ precum soon started to flow down her thick, shapely legs. Not only that. Whenever the young officer’s monstrous pole bounced out from between her asscheeks, he coated the toffee tanned globes with a blast of his pearly prejizz.
‘Oh boy, you’re making quite the mess!’ Trudy giggled. ‘Maybe you should put that somewhere so it doesn’t spray all over the place?’ She suggested teasingly, while slowing down the way in which she bounced her hips up and down.
Francis could take a hint and pressed his cockhead against the blonde’s tight pink anus as soon as she slowed down enough, and began pushing hips forwards. For a moment, he feared he’d be too large for Trudy, seeing how she groaned and scratched at the bark of the tree she was pressed against. But finally, the ring of muscles seemed to relent and Francis’ cockhead forced its way into the blonde’s bowels. Trudy cried out, but didn’t tell the young officer to stop. Instead, she threw her hips backwards. Before Francis could really process what had happened, his entire length had been buried in Trudy’s guts.
‘Oof, you naughty boy…’ Trudy sighed as she petted the bump that showed even through her hoodie. ‘That’s not the right hole at all!’
‘Want me to pull out?’ Francis suggested, though he doubted he could with the way the blonde’s anal tunnel was clenched around his monstercock.
‘No, I think I can make it work!’ Trudy giggled, while shooting the young officer a wink over her shoulder.
She very quickly proved that she could, in fact, make it work as she began shaking her hips back and forth. The short blonde continued to look over her shoulders at Francis, plump pink lips pursed in concentration while her huge ass wobbled slightly. The young officer very much enjoyed the way in which Trudy’s toffee tanned buttcheecks jiggled, but he very quickly decided that this pace was too slow for him as he wrapped his large hands around Trudy’s waist.
‘Yes!’ Trudy squeaked as she felt Francis’ fingers dig into the slight pudge around her midriff when he pulled his hips backwards. ‘Put those muscles of yours to work!’
That was something Francis would’ve gladly done even without Trudy asking. He pulled his hips back as far as he could with Trudy’s ass clenching powerfully around his shaft. Once he found he could go no further, he set his jaw and roughly ploughed his muscular body forwards. Trudy’s eyes widened as she was pushed against the tree she was leaning against with a yelp, and the pressure around Francis’ monstercock abated somewhat. Seeing an opportunity when one was presented to him, Francis quickly decided to keep his hips moving.
‘Oh Gawd!’ Trudy squealed as her face was pushed against the bark while Francis loomed over her and fucked her roughly.
A meaty slapping sound noisily echoed through the little space in the park the young officer and the short blonde had claimed for themselves as Francis’ powerful stomach repeatedly smacked against Trudy’s huge, jiggly ass while the large bump pushing out the blonde’s stomach disappeared and reappeared rather frequently. The reason for Francis’ rough treatment of Trudy was no doubt because he was currently trying to get rid of every last bit of frustration and resentment for the woman as he fucked her ass.
Trudy herself, didn’t seem to notice the young man’s clenched jaw or the flashes of annoyance in his brown eyes as he glared down at her. If anything, she rather seemed to enjoy the treatment as her tongue was lolling out of her mouth and her baby blue eyes looked rather unfocused. Another thing that made is obvious that she was enjoying herself were her clear, orgasmic juices running down the insides of her thick thighs, washing away the droplets of precum there. Obviously, all of it was being produced thanks to the long, thick cock currently stretching her bowels as the young officer hammered his powerful hips back and forth.
When Francis finally realized what he was doing, Trudy’s eyes had rolled up so far that only the whites were really visible and her juices were now leaving her contracting cunt with such force that the bark of the tree before her was growing damp.
The sight was what finally sent the officer over the edge as he roughly grabbed the blonde bimbo’s enormous jugs to pull her against his muscular torso, which was shining with sweat and made his dark skin shine. They stood like that for a moment or two before he groaned in her ear and unloaded his hot, viscous seed straight into her bowels. Trudy only managed a gurgle of pleasure while her formerly slack mouth twisted up in a dopy, happy smile in response to feeling the heat in her guts. Her arms, which were held rather awkwardly at her sides thanks to the way the young man’s arms were wrapped around her, disappeared in the pockets of her hoodie as she seemed to search for something…
Francis finally released her when he felt like he had completely emptied his balls once again. It certainly appeared that way with how he could already see how his slimy cum was escaping Trudy’s anus past the girthy seal of his massive member. When he pulled his hips back, which resulted in his meaty pole escaping the blonde’s rear with an obscene, wet sucking sound, Trudy stumbled forwards and nearly tripped and landed on her face as a small waterfall of jizz traveled down the back of her legs. But she managed to pull both hands out of her pockets in time and was able to steady herself using the tree she had been leaning against previously with one hand, while her other hand held a bright pink buttplug that was about the size of Francis’ fist.
‘What, didn’t I say these shorts were my favourite?’ Trudy croaked with a tired smile. ‘I wouldn’t want to stain them…’ She added, tired smile turning wicked as she pressed the tip of the large toy against her gaping, cumdrooling asshole.
Francis watched as Trudy’s ass swallowed the buttplug with ease, though its insertion did result in more jizz being forced from her bunghole in the process. Not that Trudy seemed to care. And Francis definitely didn’t mind watching how his cum splattered against the sides of the blonde’s huge rump as it swallowed the large toy. When the insertion was complete, Trudy pried her massive buttocks apart one last time so Francis could see the heart shaped diamond that decorated the base of the buttplug, before she released the ballooning, heavy halves and allowed them to clap together.
‘Now, where did you leave those shorts?’ Trudy asked curiously as she placed her hands on her hips and cocked them.
‘I think I tossed them near my uniform…’ Francis muttered as he glanced about.
So, the bottomless blonde and the young officer wearing only his cap went looking for their clothing just as the sun began to set. Thanks to the poor lighting, it took some time for Trudy to don her shorts and Francis his uniform. This also meant that Francis missed the victorious little smile on the blonde’s plush pink lips when it became obvious that she had managed to gain another valuable, and most importantly hung and muscular, ally on the force…
THE END
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