Diane should have been stronger than that. The princess of the Amazons had grown to outrageous eleven feet and six inches of height and added about a thousand pounds of muscle to her curvy, sexy body, yet now she was on the ground, cracking the floor and crushing the stone as she squirmed and panted under the tongue of her much smaller, but much abler master.
She had never felt (or even imagined she would ever feel) such power in a woman so much smaller than herself. For all her femininity, Diane always really had a manly manner to her: in her mind, size was power, and the bigger partner was always the leader in the battle of the bedsheets. Always. That’s how she fucked Amazons and led them to bone-shattering, mind-numbing orgasms, but now she was the one moaning, screaming, and crying under the superior technique of her master.
The Head Instructress, after all, was many decades older than her. Though technically immortal, the Amazons still physically age until they reach the appearance of a fifty-to-seventy-year-old lady. No one ever bothered to track the ages of anybody (or even their own!) so their declared “age” was mostly based on their physical appearance—though even that, in the case of the Head Instructress, was difficult to do.
The woman who was eating Diane out had a legendary status amongst the Amazons, meaning that her age might have as well have been into the thousands of years, but her appearance was undefinable; theoretically, Amazons so old must have resembled a fifty, even a sixty-year old vixen, but the Instructress seemed, even under the least generous of assertions, no older than thirty-five. She was one of those mature women who exuded so much health that they seemed much firmer, harder, more appetizing to both the eye and the touch than any eighteen-year-old would ever be.
Diane felt all this superior quality of her genes as the Head Instructress ate her pussy like a champ. The eight-feet-tall, 600-pound muscle Amazon had a 22-inch tongue as thick as five horse dicks—all of them penetrating the princess at once! Diane was being electrocuted by the explosions of pleasure from her cunt; she literally felt her muscles contracting and her organs moving around her waist, tortured under the almost-magical touch of that strong girl.
Still, the princess didn’t cum. Well, technically she was cumming, but she was not yet unleashing messy loads of cum on the Instructress’s face. Like a very rugged Alpha male, Diane equated squirting to inferiority: the woman who squirted at the touch of another partner was clearly the inferior half of the equation. Accustomed to winning and dominating anyone and everyone from a very early age, Diane was not prone to lose control so quickly—but to her unimaginable terror, the Instructress was not only blasting through her defenses, but also doing so with godly ease and speed, literally torturing her with as many orgasms in under three minutes than a thousand studs could give a woman in a lifetime of bed-breaking action.
Not that things were are as easy as they looked, of course. «Damn, Diane!» The Instructress thought at every second: «you’re every bit a demigoddess as your reputation says!» The matriarch’s tongue blasted the princess’s insides, contorting in such a way that no five points of her cunt were untouched at any given time. Not only that, but she knew a woman’s inside like an engineer and his labyrinth, and every single erogenous spot, every pleasure point, every orgasmic rift, and every ecstatic fold inside her that could be touched, ravished, and stimulated was touched, ravished, and stimulated. As she closed her eyes, the princess imagined a whole battalion of warrior eating her pussy out. All of these warriors were no more than the Instructress’s tongue, which seemed to grow and multiply inside her insanely-lubricated passage.
The princess raised her head, only to throw it back on the floor. *Baang!!* Cracks grew on the stop. She raised her head again and banged it once more time. *Boom!!* Then gain, and again, and then again and again and again, digging a hole under her back and cracking the temple all the way to the walls, the columns, and the ceiling.
The mighty Amazon was bulldozing the massive temple with her body. It wasn’t a surprise, seeing how powerful and virile her physique had become. After that outrageous muscle transformation, Diane had added enough muscles to tear that entire ground in half with a punch, if she so wanted to. The Instructress had to control herself so that she didn’t cum madly while touching Diane’s powerful musculature. She loved the fresh, nubile bodies of her apprentices, but even for her, after thousands of years-worth of beautiful ladies and fertile wombs, that princess was just… too much!
«Hot! So fucking hot!!» She used her arousal to power her tongue, striking nine different erogenous spots in the Amazon at once and literally drinking the juices that piled up inside her. The princess was holding up so many squirts she was flirting with inflammation. «What will I have to do to make you fucking explode?!»
The Instructress didn’t have the same problem: her right hand was firmly planted on her own pussy, fingering it like a machine. Her fingers moved and vibrated hundreds, if not thousands of times per second, drilling so much lube from her inwards that the splashes were clear and loud anywhere in the temple.
Her squirt exploded like jets, sometimes as hard and precise as laser threads, many dozens of feet away from her body; sometimes, the explosions were messy and into every direction, making nectar rain over both women, with Diane trembling under their scorching droplets.
“See, Diane?” The Instructress could even speak while eating her! “It’s so good!” She moaned, and the gravity of her moans only made Diane more aroused. “Unloading your nectar feels so good… oooh!!… I can’t even begin to describe it!” The way she looked up to the princess while basking in her cunt was the most erotic image ever. “Cum rivers on me! I know you have gallons inside that massive body of yours! Ooh, baby girl!” She stuck her tongue as deep as she could, curling its tip around Diane’s cervix and striking three different erogenous spots.
Diane screamed. Her fists gripped the ground and turned it to dust, forcing the princess to grab new fistfuls of the floor to keep her balance, digging two deeper holes as time went on. Both their muscular bodies were standing on uneven soil, as the floor had been cracked so much it was like they were laying on a carpet-bombed battlefield. The Instructress saw how the mere weight of Diane’s muscles made the ground crack, tearing the stone into pebbles, and she fondled the girl’s massive buttocks to feel just how much power she carried in them. «With muscles like these, you could split a horse in two if you fucked it!» She had filthy thoughts, imagining how glorious Diane would be with a dick and two massive, low-hanging fruits.
Diane cried out as she still persisted, against all odds, to hold back her squirts. The tongue was furiously working her insides. Despite all resistance, Diane couldn’t prevent her cunt from leaking, and the amount of lubes was already so extreme that the tongue made splashy sounds inside of her. Soon, the Instructress had to place all her mouth in that cunt so that not a single drop of those juices escaped it.
Then, when she was all set, she sucked it. Diane roared and the temple quaked. Her muscles seemed to be exploding, ripples coursing though her like the surface of a lake under an earthquake, and then she was jolting madly, crashing her back against the floor and sending pieces flying all around.
If one looked at her cunt, one would think she was already squirting. It was merely an illusion: the Instructress was both sucking her and eating her out so hard that the juices inevitably splashed on her face, sometimes being squirted in tiny threads around her face, with a waterfall of nectar forming under her bust.
Diane’s “ejaculation” looked like someone was slowly pouring a very big jug of creamy nectar out of her cunt and into the ground. The crater around the women was being filled with those juices, like rivers reclaiming the folds and crevices of a canyon. Diane felt mad, then she felt like dying. The pleasure and burning of her hips was so intense she felt orgasms straight in her organs. Her guts twirled around like snakes, and her belly throbbed just like one giant heart.
Just when she though the Instructress had shown her her entire arsenal of sexuality, Diane was floored by the lioness’s sudden and masterful tongue swelling and twitching, gently piercing the cervix while striking multiple orgasms at the edges of its folds—all while the rest of the tongue both twitched and throbbed around fifteen or more erogenous zones in the pussy simultaneously.
The tongue seemed to move at supersonic speeds while also giving the princess all the focus and attention of a very slow, tender lovemaking; she had over twenty different spots burning inside of her at any given time, and the precision of the Instructress was such that even if one worshiped a single spot with all the attention and care in the world, one would still far behind the mastery with which the Instructress pressed each and every one of those twenty-plus spots at once.
She wasn’t an Amazon; she was a fucking animal! “Zeus!!” Diane bit her tongue. At points, the pleasure felt like she was being stomped in the stomach by elephants. “Fucking…!! Zeus!! Hades!! OOOH!!” Her screams alone made the temple rumble, and her shaking on the ground added to those earthquakes, prompting parts of the ceiling to fall and further ruin the floor.
“Stop resisting, Diane.” The Instructress pulled off her tongue, then stuck it all back in. *Boom!!* Judging by her wide eyes and quivering smile, Diane was experiencing a reality-bending orgasm. Her expression was like someone who was finally seeing the gods; an orgasm far too incomprehensible for even someone of her godly lineage to grasp, and one that would easily kill hundreds of thousands of mortals if they felt it.
“Do you think that’s even my hardest? Do you think…” The instructress thrust in her three more times, “this is even a labor to me? Fucking arrogant bitch!” She hardened her tongue, making it round like a tube and stiff as iron. Her girth increased around the princess’s tight cunt, like a whole fist penetrating her. Diane felt the tremendous stretching of her flesh followed by rippling noises all over the temple, and for a second she though she had lost it as an outburst of nectar fell heavily on the ground.
It wasn’t yet her squirting, however; just a dense, massive waterfall of juices continuously pouring from her cunt. “Stop holding it, Diane!” The Instructress loudly gulped her copious juices. Her belly was throbbing with over two gallons of pussy juice—and that was still nothing for the inhuman female! “Do you want me to really hurt you? Okay!” The Instructress wrapped her arms around the girl’s massive thighs, preparing for a brutal action. “This is how I really fuck a dumb cunt like yours!” She pulled her tongue out. Every inch of it dripped with pussy potion, and still the little cunt refused to squirt! Diane actually took the time to raise her head and look up to the Instructress in defiance, almost laughing at her expense.
Poor girl! She didn’t know what terrible fate awaited her. “Have you ever wondered, Diane, what it feels to be pounded by a breeding bull?” A stretching sound followed the insane hardening of the tongue, whose tip teased the divine cunt just a little. “It’s about a hundred times weaker… than this!!”
The Instructress thrust her tongue inside Diane. All of it. Before the first flash of orgasm could even reach the princess’s brain, however, the Instructress pulled the tongue out and thrust it all back in again, several times in a single second. When the orgasms hit, they did so like a flood: Diane literally passed out before the scream left her throat, and her body remained squirming and twitching on the ground as the Instructress pummeled into her like a herd of a thousand horny stallions.
The juices that had been pent-up by the woman’s defiant pussy will were all released. All of them. All at once! The Instructress made a good call in holding on to the woman’s thighs, for the explosion of nectar in her face was so extreme that she (and her six hundred pounds of muscle mass) would have been blasted away to the other side of the island, with her face nearly peeled off by the potent firehoses.
The temple trembled and its cracks grew as the juice exploded from the cunt. The Instructress felt that smoke was coming from the princess’s skin. The acolyte’s hips began to rise, the muscles of her legs moving them up all by themselves. The princess’s tongue sprang out of her mouth, and her face was colored by pure elation. Her body moved further and further up while the hoses of her cunt only grew stronger, and the Instructress had get up herself so as to keep her aim on the dominant pussy.
No matter how powerfully that bitch came or how hard those juices burned the Instructress’s face; the matriarch would win that battle! After the initial shock, the Instructress hardened her tongue again and pummeled away into the princess’s vagina. If the first flurry of thrusts had made her pass out, the second one waked her back up immediately. “GODS!!” Her scream was torturous, like she couldn’t even hold the insides of her body together. “GODS!! OOH, GAAAWDS!!!”
More pieces of the ceiling fell as the Instructress pounded that cunt so hard that the juices exploded into all the columns around them. The thousand-pound body of the princess was pushed back into the ground, like a petite woman being savagely pounded by a breeding bull. Every time the tongue bottomed on her, there was a large explosion. The gardens around the temple were shaking with all that power, and soon the Instructress found her own knees cracking the floor as she firmed them against the stone better, tremendous amounts of energy coursing through her veins and inflating her muscles.
«Fuck!!» Her head was a blur in the air, plunging the tongue in the cunt and blasting through her cervix. The violence would have paralyzed a less
er Amazon, but Diane only experienced blissful orgasms every time she was unrepentantly violated. Her eyes were wide open and her face was in bliss. «No one… has ever pierced… my cervix before!!»
The tongue protruded in her womb, causing a wreckage of orgasms in its wake. Even with its faster-than-light movements, the Instructress had kept her masterful touch, making it twirl and strike precise erogenous spots with its tip whenever the tongue bottomed the princess. As the electric signals travelled to the princess’s brain, they were ramped by these additional (and faster) bursts of electricity, and when they finally reached the central nerves, oh…! The Gods of Olympus themselves couldn’t have made Diane come any harder or louder.
“FUUUCK…!!!” Massive boulders fell around the goddesses. A few large stones crashed on the princess’s abs and the Instructress’s back. Despite the danger, the two women were too fuck-drunk to stop it now—the Instructress would go all-out on Diane’s pussy, and when she was finally done, there would be no temple!
“Arrogant…!! Cocky…!! Princess…!!” For every word, a flurry of tongue-thrusts extracted gallons and more gallons of juices from the giantess. With a long scream and a tsunami of pleasure, Diane’s body stiffened and her legs left the ground. She was like a straight plank of meat, with her head on the floor and her cunt on the Instructress’s mouth, raised diagonally on the ground, shivering and trembling as her cunt throbbed like a heart, gallon after gallon exploding a geyser.
“NO…!!” Her scream was painful and short-lived. Only tears and the rumbling of her stiff body were proof that she was still alive. The ground caved beneath her, and both goddesses sank under the weight of their own power. The Instructress was basking on her lover’s womb, striking orgasms directly at its walls, adding to the gallons of juice that were already blasting from her cunt.
Diane both felt and sounded like she was dying—and maybe she was. She was passing out and waking up so many times, so fast that the shocks were threatening to rupture her body from inside out. Her muscles, which were already impressive, grew harder and denser; her body mass jumped to 1,100 pounds, then 1,200, then 1,300, with the Instructress carrying the brunt of that insane weight.
“Little hoe!” She roared, pounding the cunt even more vigorously. “Do you think you can beat me? Grow!!” She took one hand off Diane’s left tight and laid it on her own back. “Grow harder and heavier, you goddamn giantess! Look!” She took the other hand. “I can fuck you with my tongue alone!”
The jets were almost peeling her face off as the giantess crossed her arms under her back and fucked that cunt away with total abandon. Her tongue was already suffering from cramps thanks to its excessive action—and anyone who’d ever suffered from cramps in the freaking tongue knows that this feeling is far from easily forgotten. Still, the Instructress held her ground, muffing the pain with her own, rock-shattering orgasms.
The two giantesses fell into a deeper, messier crater as the temple’s ceiling cracked in the middle. In an instant, thousands of tons of stone were falling on the bodies of those giantesses, and Diane could only watch the temple fall as her body was too stiff, too ridden with orgasms to even attempt the slightest reaction. A fucking great irony, that was: she was bigger and more powerful than any woman (or living creature) on Earth, yet she was defenseless as a lamb on a lion’s mouth—or rather, the mouth of her fucking mistress! Diane couldn’t even shut her eyes, from which copious tears flowed down like rivers.
Veins popped in her nose, which quickly bled out. What she didn’t have in strength, however, the Instructress had in spades: as the ceiling fell on their heads, the warrior woman simply raised her arms up and prepared for two mighty punches. She struck each falling stone at the precise right time, creating a shockwave of power so intense that the clouds above the temple moved away! An explosion shook the entire island, and Amazons from nearby islands could see dozens of massive blocks of stone flying in the sky at crazy-high speeds, some going beyond the horizon, creating tsunamis at very distant places.
The seemingly effortless punches added energy to Diane’s orgasms, and at that point the princess was openly, desperately crying in pain. “Pleeeeease!!!” Her whiny pitch contrasted so much from her awesome body! “Stooop!!!” Her head went up and down at high speeds as her pussy was brutally pounded. Even if Diane were fucked by literal horses for hours on end, her cunt wouldn’t have been savaged nearly as greatly as the Instructress was savaging her in a single second. “M-maaaaster, pleeeease!!” Her scream was pure agony. “Stop!!”
And just like that, without the need of a single word more, the Instructress bottomed on her one last time, reaching the very end of Diane’s womb—and actually pushing it a few inches higher! Then, she retrieved all her tongue in one swell swoop, and the explosion of juices managed to surpass even all thoe that came before.
The hole around the women grew until it covered the entire area of the temple. It was many feet deep, and it was being quickly flooded by Diane’s desperate ejaculation. Laughing her ass off, the Instructress stood on her feet and took the brunt of those jets in her body, bathing herself completely on the princess’s nectar ejections. “Yes, baby! Bathe your strong momma just like that!” She playfully and cheerfully ran her hands all over her muscles, playing with her own hair and scratching her own head, using the fluids like shampoo.
Diane screamed and screamed and screamed. Not even being relieved from that tongue was enough to halt her raging fire, however. If anything, it’d made it grown only hotter, like throwing water on burning oil: *booom!!* She pushed her arms on the ground, but that gave her no more balance as the stone kept unraveling into dust. She felt as if under a torrential summer rain, but those were her liquids splashing on her master’s body. “FUUUCK…!!” She attempted to scream, but her eyes nearly popped out of her skull.
Seeing her in such delightful agony, the Instructress couldn’t help but to admire her powerful, massive buttocks—two boulders of pure power inviting the touch. She knew she should take easy on her girls, but she also remembered that that particular “girl” was the most arrogant little sh#t she had ever met, and a good humbling would suit her well. Therefore, smiling like the fires of Hades, she parted those buttocks with her mighty arms and crammed three fingers in Diane’s tight anus.
Another avalanche of orgasms started, now prompted by the Instructress’s masterfully pressing of the right spots in her apprentice’s ass. The poor girl jumped on the ground like there were rockets in her butt, and the harder she jumped, the bigger the destruction became around them. The Instructress didn’t give a damn: cramming her fingers even deeper, she played with six or seven erogenous spots simultaneously, all the time.
The pussy gushed relentlessly, attracting her gaze to that sweet, moist opening. «No.» Even her mind seemed to tell her to go easy, but that kid’s arrogance really undid any compassion she could have felt for her. With her right hand, the Instructress added her fingers to the gushing, burning pussy, playing with it just as hard as she was the anus.
Diane died again as the double stimulation filled her body with fire. Her massive tits, which sprayed milk like mad bombs, exploded with true geysers of motherly milk while every single muscle of her body hardened and cramped. Her cunt jets destroyed whatever stone they hit, and pillars of steam rose from both her pussy and the Instructress’s arm as she finger-banged the poor princess.
The double stimulation made her every single organ twirl, swell, and (almost) pop. The Instructress was just now having fun, and she felt like the conqueror of the world by subduing that much bigger, but inexperienced youth. Laughing like the devil, she took her fingers off the princess and grabbed her massive legs. «Damn!» She was reminded every time of just how massive the apprentice was! «Legs as big as my waist! Fucking hoe!!» Hardening her abs and flexing her entire body, she pulled the whole princess up. “YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”
She lifted Diane off the ground and flipped her over her head, slamming her face-down on the ground and literally cracking the entire island in half! A massive canyon parted the island, and the newly-formed halves began to move apart as the two women still relentlessly fucked.
Diane’s orgasmic jets were reaching dozens of feet of height. The waves crashed against the walls of the canyon they fucked in as the Instructress put her head in harm’s way and bathed on the princess’s blasts. The nectar was absolute power. The taste was unlike any other pussy she’d ever drunk from. Still, she was thirsty; her true power had only begun to reveal itself, and she was having the time of her life torturing that cunt and anus with her supersonic fingers.
Slowly, the hardening and growth of her own muscles had turned the Instructress into an 8’5ft-tall, 750-pound monster—still smaller than the princess, but big enough so that her stature alone commanded respect (and fear!) on her heart.
The instructress battered that cunt and massacred that anus for as long as the island took it. Like the temple before it, the canyon too was cracked, then pulverized by the blows of those two bodies, and the Instructress had to pound the princess away, dragging her inch after inch on the sinking ground as more parts of the canyon unraveled under her feet.
“You fucking, filthy, lowly whore!!” The Instructress derived so much pleasure from annihilating that pussy. “How does it feel to be conquered by a common Amazon, huh? What’s the feeling of being reduced to a fucking piece of meat by just the fingers of a smaller woman??” The Instructress withdrew her fingers from Diane’s anus and literally punched her right in the boobs, making them spew fatter loads of milk miles into the air! “I want you to suffer, you fucking cunt!! I want you to cum like you’re never gonna cum again… you weak, pathetic filthy slut! Ya cheap demigoddess toy to my fingers!!”
Diane was unresponsive. Her hard, stiff body vibrated like a pierce of metal, yet her face was calm and asleep. She was so passed out even the violent reactions of her body no longer disturbed her state of mind. Seeing her in this state, the Instructress really thought she killed the poor woman, and the fear of the consequences of such act—not even the act itself—prompted her to take her fingers from both holes and just watch the poor woman cum her soul away!
Diane came. And came. And came!! By the gods, she kept coming like several hoses for twenty more minutes until her body (almost) dried up and softened—yet still kept coming! Another ten minutes were necessary for the princess of Amazons to stop unloading like thousands of wild stallion mid-coitus, and when the was finally done—when every bit and drop of sweet, creamy nectar from her cunt-n-womb had been expunged, exhausted, and expelled!—her body was left squirming on a massive lake of her own cum and milk.
The Instructress walked back to her, with her feet waddling in the lake. She sat with her legs crossed on the ground and admired the youth. Muscles atop muscles turned her light-bronze-skinned physique into the epitome of power. Diane was literally as massive as ten bodybuilders, but her towering height allowed her to still maintain a curvy, hourglass profile. She was monster of muscles, yet also a paragon of fertility; the beauty of Aphrodite and the power of Zeus all rolled up into a single body—and the Instructress was excused for not resisting to touch her and worship her every fold and crevice.
Once her palms met the obscene abs of her goddess, Diane screamed and roared. Gallons of lubes burst from her cunt as her orgasms appeared to have been reignited in full, prompting the Instructress to pull her hand back and just laugh. “This, my little girl, is what we call a good fuck!” She laid down lazily on her back, waiting for those shockwaves of pleasure to stop torturing her apprentice. “You never truly had sex until now. No need to thank me, by the way.” She looked at her, fighting the urge to French kiss the sleeping beauty. “You’re a virgin no more.”
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