Our bodies sank under the ever-cracking, ever-collapsing ground until the level of the juices was literally at her bosom. “You powerful cunt!” Juices exploded everywhere every time she spoke. “I can’t believe I will need a titanium ground to properly drink you this way.” My head raised itself just as high as her ways, staring the ceiling, and I howled like a wolf—though every sound I produced by that point was the result of many mechanical, involuntary contractions inside myself. The many, many sounds that exploded from my throat were unstable, erratic, often times demonic. If anyone tried to record them, their equipment would be fried with just the impressive range and power of my sonic booms. Literally nothing on Earth—maybe on the entire universe—could ever record those ghastly screams, and I leave up to your imagination to try and figure out what kind of animalistic, primordial, deepest-bowels-of-the-Earth kinds of sounds I was producing.
All that madness, all that extreme explosion of power, pleasure, agony, and muscle growth, all that diabolic insanity was caused by the goddess’s command to my cervix: that it shut itself the hardest it physically good. Oh, reader, how great was the fact that I no longer felt anything, for the ensuing actions in my body, if they could be felt in even one millionth of a millionth of their fullest intensity, would have shattered my mind for all eternity and driven me insane with pain.
Upon my futa’s command, the cervix just sort of… I don’t know, collapsed into itself? Think about an anus tightening itself up… but never stopping! Your ass just closes and closes and keeps closing itself so fucking hard that, comically enough, your butt cheeks just start receding into the anus itself, then into your guts, and once you know it you’re like an inverted metaphor of that frog parable—you know, that frog that opened his mouth so wide it ended up eating itself? Think like that, but with your anus, and you’ll get an idea of what my cervix was doing to itself.
I mean… holy fuck! I knew that the contractions of my muscles had the power to bend steel and all that, but that squeezing was… fuuuuuck! If you put a ten-inch-wide rod made of pure titanium in the entrance of my womb when it started flexing, the bar wouldn’t just be bent, it wouldn’t just be squashed, it wouldn’t just be cut in half, no, no, no, no! It would have been literally erased from existence, its every atoms broken apart and further torn at their quark levels. The pressure could literally perform quantum annihilation… and that was sort of what happened back then in the tunnel, when everything started exploding and collapsing. There was literally no structure on Earth capable of withstanding the power of that squeeze, and sonic shockwaves kept bursting from my body in an aura of pure, unbridled energy as the goddess pried the hardness of my cervix with the tip of her tongue and fingers.
Even she was a little afraid of that beast she had unleashed. “Damn!!” Her tongue was burned under the impervious hardness of my seal. My womb had become a magnetar: such a condensed block of solid muscles that, if its density increased by just one ounce more, it would collapse into a black hole.
The goddess laughed as the level of juices around us reached her freaking chin. «Ada girl! Your powers amaze me!» Her tongue tried to pierce the inviolable seal of my cervix, but it was detained without even making a dent on it. I could feel the goddess widening her eyes and gulping in utter amazement, not having expected such degree of power from such an inferior lover. «Fine. I take your challenge.» She lifted her right leg up, making her muscles roar as they flexed and her immense thigh pretty much doubled in girth.
Then… she stomped the ground! Another cataclysmic event ravaged the place, with every single wall, ceiling, floor, everything, absolutely everything around us collapsing and sinking on the lubes.
We were now fucking in the open air, with the entirety of that room and its adjacent areas not only destroyed, but pretty much erased from the universe. In other places she’d destroyed, you could see some pieces of their old walls here and there, but in that moment there was nothing—nothing, I say! Just us, standing in the cracked ground, and the ocean of filth scattering throughout the hills, its level lowering on the goddess’s body and giving her a lot of space to tongue-fuck me freely. I felt mighty veins sprawling from the bottom to the tip of her tongue, turning it into a limb just as muscular as her arm or her unflexed legs. «Let’s begin.»
With her tongue and fingers, the torture achieved a whole new level of depravity: once she was stimulating me, massaging my walls and drilling oceans of nectar out of my pores, but now… damn! She was just ramming herself into my cervix, over-stimulating it with her fingers like some very brutal kind of tickling while her tongue, positioned in the very entrance of it, tried to pry the cervix open like a predator on the hard shell of its prey.
The goddess failed miserably. «Jesus!» She began to pant and to quiver as her tongue bent itself under the incredible strength of my uterine walls. As hard as she tried to pierce it, covering her tongue with a myriad of hyper-thick veins, she couldn’t break through—and the goddess saw that as just one ungodly tantalizing challenge. «That’s… what I’m talking… about!» She beamed with happiness as she took much deeper breaths and turned her tongue into a muscular beast almost as thick and ripped as her fully flexed arm, and then she… rammed it up again!
My body was split in half. Well, that’s how it felt, at least: a sword cutting me from crotch to head, like some ancient medieval torture. Whatever strength I felt I had was completely shattered by the goddess’s increase of strength in her tongue—think of it as the second phase in her member, if you will. This time, my cervix cracked like an egg, or at least the tip of it. *Bluuuursh…!!!* A rocket jet of lubes as strong as a solar eruption exploded into her face and made it rain creamy nectar all around us; it was like she had struck orgasmic oil from a piece of land, and now this beast was squishing from the endless pressure within.
Two inches of her tongue were lodged within my cervix, and more inches were coming relentlessly. Granted, the pace of her advance was much slower than the initial thrust, but it was still an unrelenting, unstoppable advance, with her tongue making its way into my womb while her fingers performed an almost supernaturally masterful masturbation of the rest of my cervix: they sank into the walls and vibrated, pushed and pulled it in the very rightest spots, with the joints of the fingers sometimes stimulating the walls of my vagina, never leaving a few hundreds of them at any time untouched or under-stimulated.
I cried and yelped and screamed until my lungs were exhausted and my heart was beating at over ten thousand beats per minute. I was deader beyond death, crippled by the extreme experiences of that coitus, and the goddess… god!! What the fuck had I got myself into?! That wasn’t anything special for her! That was barely a make-out session! She was just… exploring me! Like a curious kid on a new playground: she wasn’t actually fighting or spending any energy or effort in that endeavor; she was just having fun, that’s what she was doing.
“I-I-I-Imagine…” The fragments of my mind pierced together the only coherent thoughts in that whole ordeal: “w-w-what h-happens… wh-when she a-actually… fucks??” Imagine what happens when she actually fucks!! None of that—be with me or Veronica—had been her “proper fucking,” per her own words.
As I screamed and showered her with lubes, and as the whole environment collapsed under the discharges of energy from both our bodies, I came to the terrifying understanding of what all her power actually meant: it was one thing to say you can split a mountain in half with your fucking, yet another completely different thing to experience it. In all that time, with all those experiences, all that we’ve done was just that: to hear her words and imagine her actions, and now I was getting to truly experience just the tip of her true power—and that experience was the most terrifying shit in my whole goddamned life.
Didn’t make it any less sexy, though. Once the goddess announced her victory, damn, I pretty much came in all the layers of reality and multiverse my soul had been fucked into at that point: “your womb is mine,” she announced and, without a hitch, pierced my cervix open, making a *crack!* so loud it literally rippled for thousands of miles away, being heard in our nearby city and even cracking some of its windows. Shit was fucking crazy.
“OOOH……!!!” Whatever voice I had, conscious or not, shit, it completely went away. Her tongue pierced through my cervix and filled my womb, bloating my belly to its most turgid form again. She was bathing in my hyperconcentrated fluids, as thick as molten metal, and she was loving every second of it.
«Cum, baby girl!» She affixed her lips on my swollen labia again, to the point that not a fucking drop of my tremendous ejaculations escaped her mouth, and her belly swelled almost as tremendously as mine as she drank!… and drank!… and drank!… and drank and drank and drank, with powerful, earthquake strong gulps, all the frothy offering I had to discharge.
Our bodies collapsed, or that’s how it looked like at first: the goddess actually threw my back against the ground and… *BOOM!!!* Fucking shit, I ain’t seeing that shit even in superhero movies: ‘twas just a big-ass explosion, with a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, and us fucking wildly at the bottom of the resulting crater—or rather, the goddess just fingering me and tongue-fucking my womb on her knees, seeing my body thrash on the ground under the power of whole nuclear-arsenal’s worth of electric discharge.
She fucked me… and then she fucked me… and then she fucked me some more… until every piece of my soul had been disassembled and then reassembled in a whatever shape she found most pleasing. After that “humble” pussy-eating of hers, I would never be the same; the goddess had literally reconfigured my whole being with the power of her orgasms.
My writing abilities are just… fuck. They’re done. Abso-fucking-lutely exhausted at this point. There is literally no way I can crescendo this madness anymore. Maybe more talented writers (or less horny women) could, but I am just… I mean… fuck!… *frick, frick, frick!* What else am I supposed to say?! I can say that the goddess, blatantly flaunting her endless flexibility, pierced my Fallopian tubes with her tongue and literally… like, shit, literally!!… embraced each of my oversized ovaries with that monstrous limb! I could talk about how she literally squeezed hundreds of fertile eggs out of those ovaries by tightening the embrace of her tongue in them, just like an anaconda would its prey, and then… squishing them! And squishing them some more! And squishing and squishing like a toy on a dog’s mouth, making wave after wave of fresh eggs be shot out and inseminated by her ever-virile sperm inside me.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Be fecundated by your mighty futa stallion!” She raised her body, taking her tongue from me, and continued to finger me with one hand while stabilizing my body with the other. My pain and agony had been so destructive they kept increasing the depth and width of that crater with my violent, orgasmic motions. The muscles of goddess rumbled and throbbed as she tried to contain my body, admiring my over-muscular female shape with desire and a little bit of respect. “Heather…!” The way she licked her lips when gazing upon my quivering body… damn! That was the embodiment of sex appeal! “Our lovemaking will be legendary!”
She decided to let my body thrash wildly and freely, and led her right hand to her own pussy. With her monster dock pressed against her mighty abs, fully risen in all its forty-inches of masculine glory, and her balls throbbing like engines, she had a little difficulty reaching her massive and hard pussy underneath all the genitalia, but when she did… oh! The crater overflowed with the combined juices of us both Alphas, and that scene of absolute sexual carnage went on until my body, my muscles, and bones literally started to crack and my body threatened to tear itself apart—this time for real!
It took a whole hour, though, until that happened. After this long, fateful torture, the goddess-warrior stood over her conquered foe, witnessing the results of her carnage, panting and dripping gallons of sexual juices while looking towards the horizon and contemplating what she would do next. “Oh, well.” She took one deep breath and looked back at my quivery, defeated self. “I think it’s time to fuck for realsies now.”
We were staggered as we stood before the gates of her estate. The hills which led up to her house, no, her mansion were green and sprawling, a fitting setting for the arena where she conquered so many hearts and bodies.
Veronica, standing beside me, couldn’t get her act together as the Uber left us there. “No, wait!” She gestured to the car, but the driver didn’t see her. “Heather, can you pinch me, please? Are you really seeing what I’m seeing?”
Hell yeah, I was, and I was biting my lower lip with so much envy. “This can’t be true.” My fists roared as I tightened my grip. “She must be renting this fucking place!”
As the gates opened before us, we heard her sexy, thunderous voice rumbling from the speaker: “you came in an Uber? Too bad.” She sounded so mocking! “It’s gonna be a long walk to here. I wish you could save all your energy but, tsc, I’m all alone here, so I can’t order one of the cars to you.” We looked at each other, wondering just how much wealth she concealed in that property. “Just follow the trail. You’ll get here eventually.”
It took us ten minutes—ten freaking minutes!—to walk all the way up to her modern, Silicon Valley-style mansion at the top of those breathtaking hills. Not that the activity was any pain for us, honestly—it was actually refreshing—but the vastness of her estate really got to our nerves before we’d even had a chance to see her. It was like fighting a mosquito with an atomic bomb! She had no sense of fairness whatsoever!
As we walked, we pondered just how could a woman like her be possible. “Is she some kinda of African heir of something? She came from Nigeria, right? Well, that country has a lot of princes.”
“What are you even saying.” I tried to smile as I looked to Veronica. She had come a long way since we were discharged from the college hospital. For three whole days we did nothing but to train, train, and train, abstaining from sex and even masturbation, eating only the best of foods and injecting ourselves with enough supplements to tune up our bodies to near superhuman levels.
As we strolled up those mighty hills, no one could say the training hadn’t yielded results. Veronica was at least fifty pounds heavier than usual, with two or three inches added to her already-impressive 6-feet-1-inch of height. Her tits made coarse, bubbly noises as they bounced so heavily, like huge, dense metal objects being dragged on an iron floor. Her ass was atomic, a supersonic rear capable of cracking boulders if she sat on them, and her legs… oh, god! I was losing my cool just by looking at those long, divinely-sculpted legs, both delicate and powerful, the steel-hard legs anyone would expect from an Amazonian princess.
Her long, platinum blond hair swung on her back, its tips grazing the immense bulge of her buttocks in her tight jeans. “You’re delicious today.”
Looking at me, she flexed her guns. “After so much train- Oh god!” She jumped back, startled, and I smiled as I saw her sleeve being torn apart by her swelling biceps. Once she got past her initial scare, she chuckled, then she flexed both her biceps. “You see this? This shirt was lose at the start of the weekend, and now…” She roared. The cloth was torn in several different places, the bulging of her six-, near eight-pack abs testing the strength of her shirt in her belly. “I’m fucking shredded! Bet I can even kick your ass if I wanted to!”
I looked at her with dead seriousness, and then our walk briefly stopped as I turned to her and reminded her of who exactly she was talking to. Words did not left my mouth. They weren’t needed. Eyes alone could see the foolishness of her remarks, and I gifted hers with the unparalleled superiority of my physique, walking closely towards her as I flexed, grunted, and swelled.
Every piece of my clothes began to shred, the noises like the cracking of thick, dry branches, and then I held my hands together in front of my belly, ready to give her just a taste of my overall power. With barely half an inhale, I hardened my entire physique: my shoulders bulged like two walls besides my neck, which itself became thicker than the leg of a man, and the veins became visible even under the thickest parts of my clothing. The cloth was torn and shredded as my abs obtained inhuman hardness, and the area on my cleavage was completely ripped open by the swelling of my breasts. In a single hold of my breath, I kept expanding, with my head getting higher and higher as my body grew bulkier and bulger.
“Mmm!!” I tried to keep my cool, but the energy inside me was like a volcano or a little sun, enough to give birth to another universe if I so chose to. “Grrr!!!” Huffing and puffing, I began to groan and roar as this energy was converted into sheer muscular power. My usual 6-feet-4-inches of height turned to 6-feet-5, then 6-feet-6, then eventually… “Jesus!” Veronica stepped back. “Fucking!” Again, she stepped back. “Christ!!” I rose to 6-feet-7-inches before my sleeves were completely torn open, pieces of rag falling from my arms as my muscles continued to expand and grown and bloat.
If Veronica was the princess of all Amazons, I was the fucking goddess. There was no way even her hardest training could have surpassed mine in those past four days of agonizing celibacy. We had trained apart, making a conscious choice not to even see each other, for Lord knows how much longer we’d be able to stay celibate after seeing each other’s increasingly muscular, increasingly sexier physiques. The abstinence helped create a mystique around us, as well as to hide from her the true nature of my power—and how incomparably greater than her I had become. “Do you want power?” I took another breath. “This is power!!”
My shirt literally exploded! It was a mess, yet it was so satisfying. Veronica stood still as pieces of cloth whipped her body, one long strap even covering her eyes. Once she took it away, her jaw dropped as she saw me growing like the Hulk, my muscles bulging around the remaining pieces of cloth, the straps and strands tearing up and stretching out noisily. My legs were as huge as tree trunks, and my ass was so titanic as for each buttock literally weight more than a multiple cannon balls. I was at the height of human power, and my effortless flex still kept breaking new record at every second.
Veronica kept stepping back, her lightning-fast heart beats audible to my super sensitive ears. “What the f-!” She covered her mouth as she saw me grow to near seven feet of height. My growth would look even faster and scarier if the ground wasn’t actually sinking beneath my feet! I was grunted and puffed, I looked down and noticed to depressed areas around my feet, my weight increasing so much the hills themselves weren’t able to support me. Awesome. “Fuck!” Taking another breath, I finally began to feel a pang of effort in all that delirious flexing. “How would you like your goddess to reach seven feet, huh?” I looked at her, pieces of cloth still dangling in my body. “I know you dream of it. Witness the power of a true goddess of muscles, the strongest woman on Earth!” I roared. “The warrior who’s gonna fucking destroy that African cunt!” Then I roared even harder. In a last ditch of power, I puffed out steam through my nose, and my body sprouted the final inches, reaching the seven feet mark while having added fifty extra pounds of muscle just in that last few seconds.
Hot steam was coming out of my mouth as I relaxed my muscles and contemplated myself in my heightened, muscular glory. My relaxed muscles were bigger and harder than any professional male bodybuilder would be when performing in the stage. Raising my head, I saw Veronica struggling to unbutton her jeans skirt, her arousal so great her fingers were fumbling over her hips. “No.” My voice came out stronger, making the leaves of the trees behind me swirl. “Don’t touch yourself.” I pointed up in the hills, to the mansion of that worthless bitch. “Her! We have to use all our power to defeat her!”
Judging by the way Veronica panted and trembled, she no longer saw me as her friend, but as her literal goddess. “Heather!!” She fell on her knees, her eyes tearing up, and the ground caved a little around her. “With a body like this, you won’t need my help!”
I liked that. It made me confident, not to mention horny, but deep inside I still harbored some insecurities. Raising my right arm and making its biceps grow, I wondered what kind of woman could really surpass me. «That’s it. That bitch was only bluffing.» I flexed my other arm, literally hearing each of my muscle fibers expand and grow. «She may be a mighty, horny muscle woman on her own right, and she mighty have actually massacred us both in our usual selves, but now…» I felt my abs singing! «Now… I’m no longer my usual self! I’m not a human. I’m a goddess!» The strands of cloth kept falling and snapping from my body as my muscles throbbed and hardened. «And now this angry goddess is up to slay!»
To the delight of my companion, I lifted Veronica off the ground and laid her on my shoulder, caring her uphill as my steps made coarse sounds on the sinking ground. “Heather! You’re so strong!” She cooed and squealed, fumbling my back with her eager hands. “Holy fucking hell! Look at these!” Her fingers waddled through the endless valleys and crevices of my iron musculature. “It’s like this shit’s made of steel! You… you…!!” Her legs shuttered. She was cumming. “Ooh!!” I heard the juices piling between her legs, drenching her panties, filling it up. She wasn’t exactly squirting, but she was close to it. “You’re impossible, Heather!” She kissed my shoulders deliriously. “You’re the strongest woman ever. Ooh!”
I twirled her body around my shoulders, like an acrobatic trick, and settled her in my arms. Her eyes were swirling around, dizzy, as her face turned to mine. I leaned forward. You could feel the force pulling our lips together, like a magnet. We kissed. I never stopped walking, carrying her like a feather, yet time seemed to stop as we shared that long, romantic kiss. Our mouths did bid farewell to one another until I was standing by the door of her massive house, staring at it dumbfounded as my friend returned to the ground. Soon, we were both equally speechless.
“I know.” I held her hand. We squeezed each other’s palms. “I’m angry too.”
We kissed one more time. To our shock, then, the door opened. Our breaths were taken away, this time for real: I felt my insides swelling and screaming for oxygen, my body trembling and desperate to run away, as my eyes fell over that gorgeous creature standing inside the palace. “Well, hi.” She greeted us, her lioness voice making our ears rumble. “I see you dared start without me.”
Before we could say I word, before I could even open my mouth to affront her, that beast of a woman pulled us both inside. We almost tripped over our feet and fall flat on the ground as we entered. The powerful African closed the door, her arms rumbling under her over-stretched sleeves as she performed the motion. The smooth, gray doors seemed to be made of something very heavy, stone carved out of mountains, as their closing made the entire palace tremble.
What a palace it was. We were being attacked on all senses as we looked around the place, startled, flabbergasted by its immensity. “Jesus…!” The place was minimalistic, almost crystal-like, with the walls made out of light-colored stone and the ceilings made of, if not glass, something shiny and transparent. There were two big ponds in front of us, with rivers of clear water trailing the walls into the depths of that palace, and smooth waterfalls sliding down said walls to refill them. Everywhere we looked, we were affronted with a kind of grandness and luxury only billionaires and Arab kings could afford—and the Queen of such palace, walking loud and hard behind us, knew very well the effect her possessions had on her subjects.
“It’s a neat, cozy place.” She said, her voice reverbing inside of us. We stood uneasily before her, trying to feign a strength that was no longer there. “I fuck all my lays here.”
Fuck, she was straight. As straight as only kings and emperors could be. Her eyes and mine soon met, recognizing ourselves as each other’s biggest challenges. While I was stiff and weird, trying to feign a strength that no longer was there, she was graceful and calm, knowing full well the fight was won before it even started.
Then, she made a little bow, and we both looked at each other, wondering just what the hell she was planning. “I’m afraid it might not be big or strong enough for you two.” As she stood upright again, her eyes had a different, demonic gleam to them. “You’re fine. The first fine people I met in this country.” She cracked her knuckles. We saw her biceps bulge. “I will have a lot of fun fucking your bodies.”
I stepped forward. “You worthless cunt!”
Despite my strong words and my aggressive pose, my fists were trembling. Little by little, more parts of my body joined them in their shaking: my arms, my voice, my breast… I could barely hide my fear as that monster bought my challenge and gave one step closer to me. «Holy shit!!» The distance between us had blinded me for her true height; even ten feet apart from each other, that massive transfer student was noticeably taller than me. «How tall is she?!»
Her grim! Fuck! The smugness in it was driving me craz- “I’m seven feet and three inches, for your information.”
Our jaws dropped. “W-what?”
She stepped closer again. Nine feet separated us. Still, it looked (and felt) she was breathing down on my neck. Her power was overwhelming! The aura emanating for her body distorted the space around it, creating a dizzy vortex along her silhouette. As our bodies warmed up, with a special boiling focused on our pelvises, her grim became wider and cockier. “Fuck you, you white, blond whore.” Her voice never lost it smoothness. Her tone was peaceful and calm. “I know what you are thinking, so I’m giving you the answer.” Her body appeared to swell as she flexed her muscles involuntarily, her dark, silky clothes stretching under such atomic power. She had nukes for biceps and planets for breasts. It was like an elemental, universal creature approaching us, and with each rumbling of her breath I felt myself smaller and shorter, more and more insignificant.
“I’m usually six feet nine, but I knew you wouldn’t come here unprepared.” Her eyes were like lasers upon our bodies. God! She was almost undressing us with her gaze! My body, which was already partially revealed, became completely naked as she took another step and the entire house, I swear, quaked with her step. “You’re hard. I can see your bodies are in peak condition. Oh, it’s wonderful, isn’t it?” She raised her arms. Our hearts stopped. “The power that courses in the veins of our muscular bodies! The most beautiful thing is a woman’s body, a lady silhouette covered with layers and layers of muscles.” She flexed her right arm. Not even that, really: she just moved her fist a little and her sleeves… *streeetch!* Both of them were torn in the middle, revealing the breathtaking bulge of her light-brown biceps, complete with the thickest, biggest vein we’d ever seen in such a muscle! “The power to tear a man in half with our bare hands… to make them scream, learn their proper place…” She lowered her arms, looking much wider than she did before. Every inch of her clothes was on the brink, the leather and silk of her elaborate model trembling under the powerful rumble of her musculature. “The power to pound their anuses with our fingers like they were horse cocks… or to make ladies squirt rivers with a single finger… like this one.” She lifted the index finger of her right hand to me, then curled it. The entire sleeve of her right arm exploded, leaving straps to fall slowly on the ground. *gulp!* Upon seeing her, I felt my feet standing on nothing. Pure void. The simple motion seemed to excite every fiber of her titanic arm, which was much bulkier and harder than mine.
The goddess tore off the remaining straps from her arm and gave its muscles a long look. “Oops.” She turned to us. “You know how it is. Sometimes, we just can’t hold back our power, can we?” She giggled, and we both stepped back as we felt a very malicious aura coming from her. “What’s the matter? You’re not afraid of me, are you?” She stepped forward. The entire place trembled, and a crack appeared under her foot. “You spent the whole week training, growing hard and massive like you are now, and I don’t doubt you’ve reached the pinnacle of physical perfection you white, Western chicks can get.” Another step. We heard the hardening of her muscles like truck tires beings stretched. “That’s why I trained too. I didn’t want you bitches to come here looking taller than I was. That’s why I’m over seven feet now. Once I’m done with you,” another step. Steam was coming out of her mouth and nose, “I would have grown past eight feet. I will have probably added another thousand pounds or two to my muscles, even though I won’t need to used them all.” She winked. “Trust me, dears, you won’t want me to. This vast summer palace you see here will already be completely leveled by me going 3% on your asses.” She chuckled. “God knows what would happen if I went full-power on you. Dear!” Her eyes! Pure tiger look. “Only time I went over 5%, I destroyed a whole city back in Africa, leaving a trail of bodies in my wake. Four hundred of the mightiest warriors in my continent laid destroyed, fuck-drunk, unconscious in my trail of spunk, their asses stretched and their bellies bulging with all the seed I’d gushed inside them. I took their wives and bred them too. You see,” her teeth shimmered, “I really care about breeding, even though I’m still fairly young, barely a month over eighteen.” Our hearts sank. She…! “You!!” Her knuckles were cracked. The shockwaves echoed in our hearts. “Taking your white, Western wombs will be one of the biggest delights in my life. I just hope you’re worth it. Not just ‘all show,’ you see. God knows how disappointed I am in many of you white chicks. You little, infertile wombs just can’t compare to our African gods dicks.”
“B-b-but…” Veronica still didn’t get it. Points, though, for being the first to speak: “but you’re a woman, aren’t y-?” She shut up as I lifted my warm in front of her. No need wasting time with words. If anything, her long speech only betrayed insecurity—or so I told myself. If there was a time to attack, that time was…
After a whole minute of ferocious thrusts, we emerged on the other side of that stone, falling on ground of another room in that skyscraper, and cracking its floor just as quickly. I saw my lover lift his head up and roar so loud that all windows of the room were shattered, followed by that ceiling and the walls around us, which cracked hard as he pounded me. My body drilled the ground as his thrusts remained furious, so quick and inhumanly strong his hips had turned into a blur in the air.
I closed my eyes and imagined my body being distorted, stretched, deformed by that unstoppable cock. Though I was a thick girl, a muscle beauty no other man could subjugate, the width of the penis alone was twice as girthy as my fucking waist! Pounding me at near light-speeds, that monster turned my insides into pudding and extracted gallons of lube from my cunt, yet somehow making me few more alive and thirstier as the time went on.
I looked around me and saw we had crossed the entire, massive room with the power of his thrusts. A large trail of rubble had been formed under our hips. The monster stood up slightly and lifted my hips with him just a little. He then spread his legs slightly and squatted a bit, pounding me diagonally and dispersing the force of his blows downwards. The floor quickly cracked, then caved under my back. I was sinking on the ground and then hitting its pipelines with my muscular back. The horse-like penis (just kidding: he was bigger, thicker, and harder than at least four horses!) nailed my cunt until the metal of the pipes bent over my back. Then, after some more ferocious thrusts, the pipes exploded and my body was battered by the explosions of pressurized water bursting from them.
The monster lifted me up and hugged me as the water inundated the floor. With a devilish smile, the teenage breeder whispered in my ears, giving me a couple of hundreds of orgasms more with the tone of his voice alone: “what a mess we’ve made! Let’s seal this leakage, shall we?” Having witnessed his performance with the hundreds of girls before me, I came and shouted and squirted more gallons in his thrusting piston; I knew, oh, I knew exactly how he intended to “seal the leakage!”
His balls were pure power! Damn! I could feel those beasts throbbing and swelling as the gallons of juice were condensed inside them! The monster’s semen weighed about five hundred to a thousand pounds per gallon, and he nutted like a herd of horses breaking a year-long dry spell! The floor above had been covered under millions of gallons of his seed; veritable swimming pools all filled with his potent jizz, and now the monster was really about to show just how hard he could really nut.
The speed of his thrusts decreased just a little, signaling the incoming blast of his seed-makers. I froze in time and space, sinking my nails so hard in his back that I finally managed to scratch his skin. I was already screaming and panting as my body shivered and my pussy exploded with gallons of lubes. The suffering of anticipation was so intense my muscles were swelling and my body was getting harder, almost as if protecting itself from the ruthless barrage of cum.
Then it came. *Boom!!* My belly swelled and my whole body inflated like a balloon. The jizz!! God! That godforsaken jizz taking every inch of me, claiming every corner and every organ of my body! My womb was stretched ten-fold, followed by my pussy, which in less than a second got completely full with ten gallons of semen. Then, the jizz exploded through my cunt, splashing back at that stallion’s body, painting him white while covering the hole and the leakage on the ground, sealing the pipes like the strongest of industrial glues.
That goddamned monster! That magnificent beast! A single second of his nut and the jizz was already overflowing on the ground, creating a large puddle of thousands of gallons while washing away all the furniture in the room. I was in heaven!
“More!!” My lips whispered as my body was battered by the spunk. “More!! Fuck!! More!!” The penis responded with fatter injections of seed in me. My womb was raised to my throat. My neck was almost as thick as his cockhead as I felt the explosions of jizz right below my chin.
Slowly, his body grew apart as mine expanded like a balloon. I was taking about fifteen gallons of jizz in my body every single second, or about ten to twenty tons of spunk! Heavens know how many times I passed out during just the initial phase of those orgasms; when I opened my eyes after fainting for the first time, I saw an ocean of jizz covering half the room. When I opened it again, the ocean was one foot deep all over the room. When I opened it one more time, the seed was in the middle of the man’s thighs.
Waterfalls of jizz drooled on the surface of that building, clearly building oceans on the streets a thousand feet beneath. How the authorities would cope with that massive display of virility, I didn’t know. It wasn’t as if I could care about the world as the universe’s most powerful stallion fecundated me a thousand times over. My soul was being washed away by his spunk and all I could think of was «more! More! More!!»
The monster lifted one leg slowly, then stomped mightily on the ground. The entire room shook, the ceiling cracked and fell around me right before I felt our bodies sinking fast through the collapsing ground. The monster had literally kicked a hole on the ground, and in a second we fell on the floor beneath, cracking it as we landed, creating a vast crater that was quickly filled by the gallons of jizz raining from the floor above (and also bursting from his mighty shaft).
Laying me on the ground, the monster thrusted his dick more lovingly in my core. I had forty inches of that monster inside me, of course, so his “loving” thrusts were still almost deadly! I clearly saw the pleasure in his face as it twitched and his eyes rolled up, with massive veins growing all over his neck and then encircling his forehead like a crown. I tried kissing him, but the waves of semen in my body frequently made me froze.
Entire dams of seed were exploding through my cunt, and around my shoulder I felt the ocean of spunk rising and, in a short period of time, covering my breasts and my face. The stud pounded me hard, then, creating shockwaves that destroyed the waves and allowed the spunk to flow out. Still, the level of jizz around me had decreased just a little, and I fought to keep my nose above the ocean level as the monster pounded me (and cracked the floor behind me) more relentlessly.
He was fucking me at full power again. Most men can’t thrust when they’re cumming (and most men don’t even have the time to), but that stallion was doing both without breaking sweat. It was at that moment, in fact, when I realized that the powerful stud hadn’t actually sweat throughout the whole fucking! He’d been slaying hundreds of bodies with the ease of a sex god and crushing walls of pure concrete like a wrecking machine, yet still, after all that sexual apotheosis, not a single drop of sweat had left his pores. The only oil that coated him was the sweat of his exhausted lovers, plus their lubes, their milk, and his own semen.
I worshipped that stud’s muscles like the absolute symbol of virility they were: hard as iron, warm as flesh, powerful and relentless like engines, fueling all the uncontrolled rage with which he destroyed my cunt. It came to a point neither of us could take all that power in silence, so we both screamed and roared like animals, making the room quake and the ground below us crumble. We fell again. *Boom!!*
As for the woman, taken by indescribable pleasures, touched the surface of the rock with her hands and… craaarssh!! Destroyed it! Opened up two holes in it with her clenched fists!
That male gave her superpowers!
Craarrssh!! She grabbed more and more fistfuls of the boulder, destroying it while her pussy was assailed by a truckload of jizz, masterfully fucked by that stud.
He penetrated her with another three inches of cock.
‘Aaaahee, aaaahh…!!!’ She lost her breath, and very nearly her voice. ‘Aaaaahh!!!’
Tears flowed down her face and her body burned, throbbed, exploded from inside out, with all her organs and guts being rearranged by that male’s immense member, which made the mountain shake harder and harder as he roared louder:
‘Uuuaaarrhh!!!’ The male pulled her body deeper and deeper in his prick.
Seven inches. Eight inches! Nine…
‘Little hoes! Are you really all like that, so deep and hot?’
He added another inch in her, reaching ten inches deep in her cunt, and only then…!
…he found her cervix, pressing it with his helmet, sending fire waves across her nervous system.
She felt all her organs burning, and still she begged for more.
‘Fucking drill meeee!!!’
‘Fucking tear me… aaaahheeee!! Tear me whole, fuuuuck!! Fuck my womb!!’ She writhed, out of control. ‘Fuck my womb and my belly, daaaamn iiiiit!!!’
‘Well, well… if you insist.’
With a final roar, the male heard her cry, stretching her whole womb with his helmet, crushing her cervix and proceeding dauntingly through her uterine walls, stretching her further than any woman could be stretched, making her feel as if she carried ten five-pound babies in her belly.
It was too much agony —and joy— for her to bear!
‘Aaaahh-aaahee!!! Aaaah-haaeee!!! Aaaahhh…!!!’
Crraarck, cruuush, craaaassh!!! The mountain unraveled with that superman’s roars and loads.
Fuck it! He was going to wreck the entire mountain, if needed, to nut on that fresh little mare.
Advancing deeper with his prick, he felt the helmet pressing her walls.
‘Uuurrhh!!!’ Her eyes rolled, taken by yet another tremendous orgasm. ‘Uuuurhh!!!’
His loads pushed her womb up, dislodging her guts and stomach, and giving way for the final inches of his daunting prick!
The man marveled as his balls touched the buttocks of that juicy bitch.
‘Oooaarrhh!!’ His cock was completely inside that female!
Hundreds of gallons of spunk exploded out of her cunt at every second. That man was a true sperm factory, fucking her with no other purpose if not to satiate his two magnificent balls.
‘I’m gonna thrust in you, my bitch?’
The male needed to only relax his arms for the woman’s body to rise in his prick, lifted by his powerful sperm discharges.
‘Let me show you, right now…’
‘…a fraction of my power.’
And, flexing powerfully all the muscles of his body, the super-male laid own that super-female’s body, impaling her like a sack of meat in his member.
‘Aaaheerr…!!!’ The bitch’s voice was suddenly stolen. ‘Aah…!!!’
The bitch writhed, trembled, and felt orgasmic spurts all over her body with that prick quickly crushing her from the cunt up to her cervix, and then till the very end of her womb, blasting her with obscene loads of a never-ending spunk.
‘Ooooheee…!!!’ The mountain quaked and the stones crumbled as the male flexed his mountain of muscles to fuck that sweet bitch deep.
I felt him touching my body with his gigantic hands, fondling my muscles as if he wanted to test the quality of my meat.
He grabbed my wirst and guided my hand to his sack!
‘Grab my cock. Splurge on it.’ And he smiled. ‘I know you wanna.’
‘Aaaahee!!’ My eyes glistened and my tongue drooled. ‘Aaaheee!!!’
I felt, in my palm, the weight of just one of those testicles.
That he was literally bigger and heavier than a horse, oh, that was apparent, but even then I could barely believe how grossly gigantic that cock truly was!
Each testicle was literally as large as two full hands! I tried to lift one with just a hand, but even I wasn’t prepared for how heavy that thing was!
Each of the male’s testicle must have weighed…
«Some twelve, fifteen pounds. At least!»
With both of my hands, I squeezed just one of those titanic balls, an then what I felt…
…was enough to make my cunt squirts juices of pleasure: squiiisshh!! Squiiiiiissshh!!
‘Yeah, whore, feel my balls. Feel my whole cock.’
That cock was fresh even after ejaculating so hard and for so long in my friend.
‘My god…!!’ My chin fell lower and my eyes doubled in size. ‘Aaahee, god!!’
I could hear those balls producing sperm!
The liquids coursed in pints through the swollen ducts all over those testicles —each of them thicker than my thumb, carrying a semen so hot and powerful the sack was even sweating spunk!
My hands were stained by the viscuous liquid those testicles literally perspired!
‘Why don’t you feel my cock, you muscle mare?’
To be honest, I was afraid of that dong.
‘How’s it possible…?!’
But the male, instead of listening to me, put his hands on my head and pulled my face to his cock.
My lips squeezed that insanely thick surface. For the love of the gods!
That was the hardest dick… no: the hardest anything she had ever felt in her life! She could even feel the blood flowing inside the huge veins!
‘M-m-my god…!’ My eyes shone. ‘Fucking… huge!!’
That monster’s prick reached as high as his pecs.
‘Then suck this huge dick with your huge mouth, little bitch.’
My…god!!! I licked, oow, I licked that divine prick.
My pussy twitched, burning insanely. I was having an orgasm just by licking that prick!
The many arteries, all thicker than fingers, throbbed with a life and power to rival those of hearts!
I lifted my body little by little, licking that prick up to the helmet. That pussy-wrecking monstrosity was so immense I had get up just to reach its head!
‘Suck it, whore.’
Immediately, I obeyed his command: I grabbed that fantastic member with both hands and masturbated it, sucking it as soon as I managed to bring it down.
Only I came and moaned, however, for the giant seemed not to feel a thing with all those motions.
I squeezed that prick harder and crammed my mouth on its helmet, painfully discovering that… «oow!!»
…that monstruosity was big enough to crack my jaw! Seriously, it was like cramming a fist in my mouth!
‘What, my girl?’ My giant, ultra-masculine teenager teased. ‘Is my cock too much for you?’
‘Aaahee!!’ I gulped, with my mouth still agape in that obscene head. ‘Aaaahee!!’
Camila had swallowed five inches of that monster! If that bitch could, oh, then I wouldn’t be the one to stay behind!
Moinstening my lips, I opened my mouth further, feeling my bones crack.
The giant grabbed me by the hair and, as expected…
‘Swallow this prick!’
…forced my face against his gigantic dong, pushing the engorged helmet int my mouth, nearly breaking my teeth.
‘Aaaahee…!!’ My eyes became tearful. ‘Aaaahhee, aaaaahee…!!!’ The tears soon followed.
That helmet was only half-way inside that mouth, and soon I felt myself completely full!
«My god!!! This man… is impossibly large!»
With a roar, my beloved ejaculated his load in me!
‘Uuuaarrhh!!!’ His muscles hardened. ‘Oooaarrhh!!!’
Ssssbluuuuurrsshhh!! The spunk emerged thick and powerful from that prick, exploding through my nose and forcing my eyes out of the skull. I shut them hard, resisting the sheer strength of that cannon. «God…!!»
The second shot didn’t take long to arrive: gluuursshh!!! The spunk invaded my throat, blasting heavily in my stomach: ploonk, ploonk, plooock!!
With just two seconds of nut, that titan had marked me with so much seed that my stomach was completely full.
‘Oooh, cunt!!’ He roare. ‘Fucking cunt, you filthy hoe!!’
I felt a third load… and soon a fourth… and a fifth…
«Ooow!! Ooow!! Oow!!» The massive load stretched my jawline further and jurther, finally giving way to the prick, sliding down to my stomach.
The prick had ejaculated with a force no less than atomic!
In a fraction of a second, all the female’s womb had been invaded and stretched out, expelling literally dozens of gallons from her cunt at every passing second!
She felt her body crack in half while gravity disappeared around her.
She and her super-male were falling, but the man didn’t seem the slightest disturbed.
‘Aaaaheee!!!’ The woman closed her eyes and… came, came, came! ‘Aaaaheeemm…!!’
With the strength of the ejaculations alone, a crater had opened up on the ground they stood on, dropping their bodies in the precipice.
None of that barred her multiple orgasms, however, let alone her man’s powerful ejaculation, as he unloaded in her over forty gallons of semen every second!
‘Aaaaaheeemm!!!’ She felt her conciousness subside… and then return!… and every second! ‘Aaaahee, aaaahee!!’
A second later, she fainted.
Another second later, she woke up.
One second later, she fainted again!
Once more seconds, and there she was, waking up one more time!
‘Aaaahee, uuuhee, uuhee…!!’
While their bodies fell, the super-male’sprick throbbed and vibrated at an inane speed in her cunt, mercilessly stimulating her clitoris with over three hundred fucking orgasms every fucking second!
‘Oooorrhh, oooorrh, ooaaheee!!!’
She smiled while beholding the sky, with her body being ravished, crushed, atomized by more orgasms at each second!…
…than any woman could ever feel during a whole lifetime!
The spunk that blasted out of her cunt was strong enough to move the free-falling bodies of the lovers in the air.
‘Uuurrhhh!!!’ The male roared, being led to the edges of his consciousness. «Fucking hoe! What a fucking amazing whore!!»
He saw the ground moving closer. Only half a mile separated them from what would be certain death to any mortal —and that stud, happily, was far from being just any mortal!
‘Hold on tight!!’ The male roared, but his woman couldn’t hear him under her twenty, thirty, forty orgasms per second!
Turning around in mid air, the male positioned his back to the ground, protecting his woman with his vast pecs while his prick unloaded in her…
Blooorrrsshh!!! Twenty gallons…!
Bloooorrrsshh!!! Thirty gallons…!
Bluuuaarrrsshhh!!! Fifty gallons!… in just one second!
The male’s roars and loads seemed only to hasten the fall.
Those two heavy, hyper-muscular bodies moved at nothing less than hundreds of miles per hour, approaching the ground like a meteor.
‘Ooo-aaahee!!’ The woman roared, being attacked by orgasms even in every nerve of her brain. ‘Aaaaheee!!!’
She was already in a permanent ‘semi-coma’ state: neither completely awake, neither fully passed-out, but somewhere between these states, stuck in a paradise limbo where everything was…
‘Aaaaheee!!’ …cum, cum, cum!
A thousand feet until they hit the ground. During the whole minute they spent falling, tha male had unloaded in her over two thousand gallons of spunk —and his load only seemed to get bigger with the adrenaline of the fall.
‘Oooaarrhh!!!’ The super-male roared.
Six hundred feet for the fall. The woman felt her whole body creak, her bones break, her eyes bulge, her organs almost burst as that giant hugged her with hydraulic strength, drowning her in his vast muscles, preparing for impact.
Three hundred miles! And the dick kept cumming.
‘Aaaarrrhhh…!!!’ Roared the woman.
Two hundred feet… and that prick unloaded ever larger, thicker, heavier amount of spunk in her.
Her womb was crushed under two tons of spunk as their bodies were less than a hundred and fifty feet away from the ground.
Forty meters…! Thirsty meters…!!
‘Ooorrhhh!!!’ The male roared, releasing steam, with his blood booiling in every vein of his super-organism.
Sixty feet! Forty feet! Twenty feet…!!
Their bodies literally looked like a meteor, drawing a long, thick trail of spunk during the fall.
Eighteen feet. Fifteen feet. Twelve feet…
With all the adrenaline and the powerful discharges of spunk, the woman felt time go by much slower —whole years passing for evey second!
He had dominated the entire university not even a full month after the classes had begun. It was unbearable having to hear about the guy in every chat, everywhere, all the time.
‘Who’s this Rodrigo, really?’ I asked my friends, who always answered with a great deal of discomfort and a hint of jealously.
‘Looks like he’s Oliveira’s ‘pupil.”
I remember quite well the funnnylooks they gave each other, ass well as their surprised expression when asking me:
‘Man… you don’t know the guy?’
‘No. That’s why I’m asking.’
‘He’s, like, fucking all the pussies in campus.’
I raised an eyebrow.
‘Fucking all the pussies?’
‘Yeah, dude. All of them! Marcela, Clara, Joana… all of them were fucked by him.’
I stopped listening after ‘Joana.’ No. That couldn’t be!
‘What Joana?’ I asked, anger brewing inside me. ‘My Joana?’
The guys looked at each other one last time and, with sorrowful faces, replied:
‘Yeah, dude. Look… I’m sorry.’
That couldn’t stay like that!
I had the distinction of being of the campus’s best studs, and few males of my caliber would be cool when a rival appeared in my midst.
Joana, after all, was my girl. Well, my ex, but till one of my biggest, hardest conquests: an extremely tall, Nordic blonde with incredible breasts, thick, hard legs, a spectacular rear, and a face sculpted by the gods themselves; a prize only the most expert and daring men could claim.
And I, after all, was one of those men —the only one, in fact, who had ever conquered her heart, and that only after lots os effort, strategy, and planning.
The more I got to know that dude, the more incredible, truly unebelievable things seemed to be>
‘Wait, wait. You’re saying that the dude snatched Joana in a single night??’
‘Yes, dude. He met her, he fucked her.’
I just couldn’t believe those words:
‘He fucked her the same day he met her??’
‘Yep. Impressive, huh?’
I had needed months for Joana to fall into my trap. There was something really fisky about that whole story.
‘What are you thinking about, my love?’ A sweet, somewhat-deep voice awakened me from my deep thoughts. I looked down and saw Amanda, my third lover for the week.
E a reação da minha gostosa não deixou dúvidas de que, sim, ela ouvira muito bem do cara:
I didn’t play any games and cut straight to the chase:
‘Ha anyone talked about this Rodrigo guy?’
And my her reaction made it very clear that, yes, she indeed had heard of him:
‘Ow, yes! He’s sooo hot!’
‘Don’t you tell me you’re jealous.’
‘Well, honey, you know me.’
I grabbed her hard and rolled over her body on the bed:
‘A man must protect his territory.’
‘Have you slept with him?’
Her eyes beamed with aprehension, even a bit of shock, before she finally answered:
‘I-I… I-I… I really want to.’ Her hands ran along my ample, hard, muscular chest, and her finger played with her perfect blond hairs. ‘He’s really hot.’
‘You’ve got a hot man right here, in your hands.’ I said, without the slightest trace of humility in my voice, for I knew very well I earned my arrogance.
She smiled and tried to avoid the question:
‘Are you really this jealous, huh, stud?’
I fondled her hair, smiling with my perfect teeth, my square jaw, and prominent cheeckbones, showing her the extremely thick and veiny bicepts of my ripped arm —the biceps of a man who maxxed all the reps in gym.
‘I gotta check out my competition.’
‘Oooh… aaahee…’ She bit her lips and lost herself in my body, spreading her legs wide open for me to ram her with my aboltely humungous…
‘Oow, oow!! Hone-eey!!’
She yelped in pain, looking me with even greater desire:
‘Be careful with your monster.’
‘Oh, yes.’ I moved my prick inside her. ‘I’m touching your cervix, ain’t I?’
She nodded, smiling with intense lut:
‘You know you are, you dog.’
‘You… ooh, god, how big. Ahee, aahee, stop…’
She was visibly exhausted; her body completely covered in sweat, her well-trained muscle shivering, completly hard, and her whole face dripping with sweat after the two hours of fucking he had undergone —which was still barely half my full power.
‘This pussy’s too juicy for me not to enjoy it.’
‘Aaahee… my god!’
I grabbed her body, squeezing her immense, titanic tits against my iron chest, and then I drowned her in a soul-tearing kiss, stealing away even her thoughts along with all the air in her lungs.
‘My… god!!’ She shivered, tightening her cunt in my obcene tool. ‘You don’t top, my god!!’
At that moment, the Rodrigo guy was forgotten, for I was again the absolute god of that bed.
With my absoltely enviable cock, I proceeded to wrecking that girl for half-an-hour more, claiming from her orgasms and more orgams until the entire building was hearing her delirious screams and my powerful noises.
The bed where we were fucking was a bit lousy. Craaarrsh!! After three hours of coitu, it broke in half… yet still, with the bed and the mattress on the floor, I kept fucking her.
‘Aaahee…!! Aaahee…!!!’ Her screams were becoming more and more desperate. ‘Aahee, my god…!! My… my god…!!’ Her eyes widened, almost jumping from her socket, as she finally screamed for all the neighbors to hear.
I simply smiled and kept fucking, finally feeling the firt drops of sweat appearing in her body.
After four hours, I was still fucking her. Her screams only weren’t weaker because, after all, all the energy in her body had gone away.
She turned her head side-to-side, as if looking for escape routes, and then she squinted her eyes, as if trying to simply withstand the barrage of orgasms I was unleashing in her body.
‘Huge…!! AAAHEE!!’ She babbled and screamed. ‘YOU’RE SO FUCKING HUGE, DAAAMN IT!!!’
‘Filthy little mouth, my whore.’
I kissed her and squeezed her breasts, all while I kept railing her cunt for twenty minutes, thrusting three or four times a second.
I felt her cunt juices blasting on my abs. My muscles were wholly drenched by her incontinent orgasms, like jets bursting from a water machine gun.
At that point, she wa beyond words; she could only roll her eyes and murmur, with her chin chivering:
‘G-g-god… y-you… aaahee!!’
I extracted more and more orgams out of her with ease, asking myself, in the back of my mind, how any man could be better than that.
Rising once again over my body, with my knees on the mattress, grabbing her by her thick, long, muscular legs, I ravished her cunt more and more times, seeing her body moving up and down on the mattress, her two enormous tits swinging loudly.
‘Aaaheee…!!!’ She alternated faint yelps with louds gushes from her cunt. ‘OO-AAAHEE!!!’
Her orgasms were so powerful her squirts were reaching my pecs.
I had given that mare some fifty orgasms, and still she begged for more —unable to faint, yes, but also unable to handle that power for much longer.
‘M-m-my g-g-god… aaheee… ooohh!!’ She looked to the clock. ‘It’s 2a.m., fuuuuck!!’
Yes. I started fucking her around 10p.m. and, save a little chat here and there, we hadn’t stoppe.
I was recking that cunt like no man would ever wreck her. «I doubt this Rodrigo can… uuurh!!… do better than this!»
My woman’s clit was practically torn out fromm her as I kept stimulating her with my cock’s thick veins.
Oh, whoever that Rodrigo was, one thing I could be certain of: there was no wahe was any harder, longer, or thicker than I.
‘AAAAHEEE…!!!’ My woman did her best to try and rip my prick from my waist, hardening her pussy labia, but my cock was unwieldingly hard.
She couldn’t resist the power and the puissance of my anaconda: from my balls to my helmet, I measure nothing less than twelve inches.
‘Why don’t you cum some more, my mare?’
‘OOOORRHH!!!’ Two jets burst from her cunt, and her breasts hardened mightily, like bowling balls, looking like two giant flexed muscles. ‘OOOORHH!!!’ Spliiirsh, spliiiirshh!! More two jet sprouted from her cunt, hitting my ripped body’s eight abs muscle and falling into the enormous puddle that had been formed on the floor—for the bed didn’t stop dripping with herpleaure juices.
‘OOAARRHH!!!’ That heavy, ripped, giant woman writhed as I squeezed her tits with one hand and ank my finger in her ass, fucking her relentlessly a her orgams seemed to just pile on into infinity. ‘GOD!!! GOD!!!’
Her pussy exploded in three ferocious jets of female nectar while her breasts, estimulated by my hand, squirted two jets of milk, making her shake and contort like a madwoman or an animal suffering from severe electric spasms.
And that was exactly what she was suffering: multiple electric discharge from my prick; multiple, hyperconcentrated orgasms in short slivers of time, reaching up to three, four, or five explosions of pleasure in a mere second.
The temptation of ramming my whole prick in her cunt was too big; if I did so, however, I’d kill her.
While my mare screamed and writhed on my prick, I lamented the fact I could never fully satiate it on a female.
Few of them, after all, could take my 12-inch monster in its entirety —and the rare ones who could take its length certainly couldn’t handle its width.
For my prick was not only huge, as it was thick; so thick, in fact, that a single hand wasn’t able to grab it in full, for its girth was superior to a soda bottle.
‘I want more orgasms from you.’
‘Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh…!!!’ She smiled while she moaned, completely lost in paradise, feeling how I was a guy who could demand (and take) orgams from her body with aimple command. ‘Aaahee, aaahee… AAAAHHH!!!’
Her cunt hardened and violently expelled jets and yet more jets of orgasm against my waist. I literally counted the seconds for those multiple orgasms, all accompanied by copious cunt-squirts, were over.
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds… fuck!
The girl spent five uninterrupted second cumming and squirting in my prick! After that, I don’t even know how she withstood my body over hers.
She latched on my muscles like a castaway holding on to the pieces of the ship at sea —but she didn’t know that would only increase her agony, for the pain of her nails piercing my back only made me harder, giving my thursts yet even more power.
I turned her cunt into meat mush.
Eventually, I started lifting her with me, pressing her against the wall. My fucking became so intense I could no longer just stay laid down, fucking her on the mattress.
‘AAAHEE, AAAHH, AAAAHH!!!’
Her pussy ejaculated several times, jets and yet more jets of liquid orgasm on my wait, dripping loudly on the floor, building puddles around my feet and my incredibly thick legs.
The way I fucked that cheap whore against the wood, it’s was possible I would tear a hole into the other room on the wall. The whole bedroom literally trembled as I fucked. Dust fell from the ceiling, and the plaques of wood behind her back craked and ceded, barely withstanding the pressure of my continuous brutal thrusts on her cunt.
Her pussy rained as I gave my best to make her pass out.
‘AAAHEE, AAAAHEE, AAAARRH…!!!’
I felt my partner’s body trembled while more and more buckets of her spunk bathed my ab. The droplets fell fat and loud on my feet, bathing all my waist and legs, while my woman convuled and finally fainted on my arms.
I saw her eyes lose their color and her body grow cold; he had gone into a comma.
‘Oooorrhh!!’ I houted. ‘Roooaarr!!’ I roared.
My gigantic balls tightened, sending tons of spunk up ot that bitche’s womb.
Boom, boom, boom!! I felt my prick, like an engine, unloading all my milk on the condom, which would get even tighter against her cunt.
There barely was a condom large enough for me, and the one I was wearing —the biggest in the market— barely covered 70% of her cock.
‘Uuurhh!! Uuuurrh!!’ I roared and crushed my nymph’s body even harder against the wall, unloading in her what felt like gallons and more gallons of spunk, making my condom well like a balloon inside her.
My sack was enormous. Not only did I have a horse-sized cock on my muscular white body, but my jewels too complemented thi equine endowment perfectly.
‘Holy fucking shiiit!’ Many women, including that one in my arms, screamed with horniness when witnessing the gigantic dimensions of my genitalia. ‘Your balls… my god!! They’re as large as apples!’
And in fact they were. Only large testicles, in fact, could nut such obscene load of spunk like that one.
‘Aaaaheem…!!’ Even unconscious, my women writhed more and more as she felt her cunt getting so desperately tighter. ‘Aaaaahh…!!’
My condom was swelling so much my semen was warming up her cervix and filling up her womb. Little by little, I withdrew my prick, which still pumped and ejaculated those bovine loads of semen.
‘Uuuurhh!!’ I flexed my muscles, conforting and masaging the woman latched onto my body.
My orgams could be unreasonably long: the shortest one lasted ten seconds, while the mot generous ones reached up to a full minute!
Slowly, I laid her body on the bed, still cumming inside her.
Some thirty seconds had already passed since I started nutting, but my body was still shaken by the heat and the electric cum discharges, and my cock still pumped my seed into that condom.
As soon as I withdrew my cock from her, the pent-up liquids in her cunt all blasted out: squiiish!! Squiiiishh!!
‘Uuuurrhh!!’ Her pleasure juices reached my face! ‘Coming a lot, are we?’
‘Ooorrimm, ooorrmm!!’ She contorted, completely druken on the bed. ‘Aaaairrmm, aaairrm…!!’
Forty seconds later, my prick was still nutting. I felt my condom pressing against her womb, maybe twice as wide as my cock’ girth.
Fifty seconds later and my cock was still unloading seed! With a hand on the back of my legs, I held one of my balls and massaged it.
I couldn’t only grab a single ball with my whole hand. It would be unconfortable grabbing both, for they were so huge a single palm couldn’t contain any of them.
I massaged my balls one by one, feeling the broth running inside them, their sperm ducts throbbing and contracting like arteries, sending jets and more jet of that life juice into the condom.
No wonder everyone on campus knew me as “breeding bull;” the amount of semen I carried in my balls was simply unreasonable.
‘Uuuurrhh!!’ I cloed my eyes and contorted my face, finally facing the last (and biggest) of those orgasms. ‘Oooaarhh!!’
My woman writhed even harder, for the condom became even larger with the final loads I shot through my urethra.
Though she had fainted, my girls still fought constantly against her own nerves to wake up, opening up an eye here and there, very curious to witness the obscene load I had come.
It was also a prize for me, in fact, to observe the state of my condom after every one of my orgasms.
Still roaring and writhing mightily, I withdrew my prick from that tightened cunt.
‘Holy fucking shit.’ I took a deep breath and puffed. ‘I came a whole liter in you, whore.’
PAAAF!!! I gave that ass a strong slap, marking it with my palm! My mare writhed and screamed, smiling, while I extracted my titanic prong from her.
‘AAAHEEM…!!’ She screamed, really experiencing incredible pain as well as pleasure. ‘Caaareful… aaahee!! S-slooow!! Aaaaheem!!’
“Slow!” Ha, good one! I had fucked that cunt like a literal wild stallion and now she decided to get all delicate and fancy?? Ha, ha, yeah, right.
Women can be such pussies sometimes, huh!
‘We’re almost theeeere!
‘Aaaaaheem!!!’ He looked back and bit one of her lips, very hornily. ‘Let me see how much you came!’
The tip of the inflated condom was always the most difficult part to withdraw, for it became larger than a baloon. My woman certainly felt her cunt open up and stretch out insanely, to the point of her almost thinking she was being torn off in hald, for the load in that plasstic really surpassed that of five horses.
My muscles flexed and I smiled with incredible pleasure and power, seeing how my sack was able to nut the same as fifteen men.
‘Uuuurrhh!!!’ Her womb would get wholly impregnated by my seed —all her eggs perfectly fecundated!— if I came all that load inside my bitches. ‘Uuuurrhh!!’
After one last scream from my partner, I finally extracted my balloon-condom from her. Schluupp!! The noise was loud and coarse, like the smacking of lips mixed in with an explosion, and the load of lube that burst out of my woman thereafter was equally freightening.
‘Oooorrhh!!!’ I roared, feeling that prick weigth with that cum balloon attached to it, as well as extremely aroused by the waterfall of lubes that burst out of my girl’s cunt.
‘Aaaaheem!!’ She writhed, trying all the time to lift her head up and see… ‘My… my…!’ The real volume of my nut juices. ‘My god!!’
A balloon as large as ten tennis balls had formed in my condom, which was so heavy it pulled my whole dick down, leaving it at a straight angle in relation to my waist.
‘M-m-my… m-m-myyy…’ My woman licked her lips while her eyes glittered. ‘My god!!’
No doubt I was a god.
‘I came over a liter, bitch.’
Something like a lightning bolt ran down her body, suddenly shaking from head to toe and falling flat, unconscious once again over the bed, now passed out for goof.
The pleasure of witnesing my sheer masculinity was so great that the bitch fainted a second time. I smiled and laughed, amazed by my own power.
‘Fuck!’ I held my gigantic cock and shook it, seeing my immense, heavy sack swiging with it. ‘I’m a fucking beast!’
My gigantic body heated up and throbbed, as if my muscles were instantaneously recovering their power after that intense fucking and cumming.
My biceps hardened, covered by thick veins, and my pecs throbbed just like my hyper-ripped eight-pack abs became even more shredded, taken by pure male power.
My legs too swelled, my thigh muscles growing and throbbing uncontrollably, as if being charged by the immense energy that sprawled from my genitalia.
Once in a while, I myself felt scaredby the monster jewells I carried there, between those massive thighs. I knew I was the biggest, longest, heaviest, and thickest any woman has ever had, and this very knowledge scared me sometimes.
‘Fucking horse cock!’ I grabbed my prick with both hands. ‘Who does this Rodrigo think he is?’
I squeezed the prick, which remained rock-hard. While some men need to take Viagra to get hard, I required some sort of medicine too get soft.
It could be embarrassing, indeed, to remain with my huge, hard prick for hours and hours, never knowing when it would finally give in.
Even after fours hours of fucking, I remained so hard that my prick burned and ached in my waist; it’s as if my prick was too large for my own body —and I was already an incredibly massive dude!
‘Aaarh, fucking bull prick! Fucking monster cock I have between my legs!’ I grabbed my condom and, very delicately, I tried to undo it.
I needed a lot of time and incredible tact to take that plastic out of my prick; it was so heavy, so full and concentrated that the slighestmisshap would blow up cum everywhere.
I roared and hardened my muscles, feeling how my prick still throbbed, getting harder and harder, ready to fuck again!
‘Wait just a little while. Soon, I’ll have more fresh cunt for you!’
When I finally got that plastic out… PLAAAFF!! The prick immediately jumped up and hit my abs, sprinkling my body with spunk.
‘Hoooly fucking shit!’
Some men, when they’re hard, get a straight angle between their prick and their waist; the more potent ones get a prick about 45 degrees over their waits.
Very well, veyr well: my prick was so hard that it simply pressed itself against my belly, forcing my abs inward with its tremendous strength.
‘Aaarrh!!’ I held that prick with a hand, trying to move it down, but it’s strength was almost hydraulic. I really needed to, more than ever, a second pussy in which to unload all that excess masculinity. ‘Fucking damn it!’
In my other hand I held my condom, a true balloon holding a liter of the world’s thickest jizz inside. My arm muscles hardened just by holding that obscene load
This full litter of cum must have been weighting about four pounds!
‘Uuuurh!! Whore!!’ I tied a knot on the condom while my woman writhed on the bed. Putting on some light clothes on my obscenely ripped, bodybuilding frame, I approached the bed and gave her sleepy body a gentle kiss. ‘See you around, kiddo.’
‘Aaarrh-aaarrheem…’ She cried out something, and I, all baggy and sweaty, with my muscles almost tearing up the tight, light cloth of my clothes, I left the apartment to my car, carrying the “cum balloon” all the way out.
The loads I ejaculated were so great it made no ene to throw the condom on the toilet, as it would easily get clogged.
The trash bin was also no good, for it was so much spunk that a dishonest bitch could easily pop the ballon, grab a clean load with her hand and fecundate herelf with my ample seed.
No. The only way to safely dispose of that sack of spunk was driving to the city’s river and thowing the condom on its waters —an egregiou act of pollution, indeed, but much better than risking impregnanting a worthless bitch.
«Arriving in 15 minutes.» I typed on the cellphone while driving. «I hope you’re prepared.»
Frankly, I never scheduled an apointment with the girls I saw or fucked during the weekend; sex with me could last o long it was better for them to simply remain available all day long until I called them.
When I finallly drove to their houes, all I needed was to send a message demanding them to get ready and, lo and behold, they welcomed me with their wonderful bodies squeezed into outrageously tight and sexy outfits.
They were always ready for me —always ready and thirsty.
Women, after all, can have many annoying little rules, but with me all these rules were thrown out the window just as easily as I threw that sperm baloon out on the river.
Maira, however, took some time to reply. That was really unusual.
As unpredictable and unstable that women usually are, with me they were always a Swiss clock: I messaged them, and within five minutes they replied, even if just with a little heart.
Maira, however, didn’t reply even as I got to her apartment, ready to finally sooth my raging cock with a few more hours of rough fucking.
«I’m at your house, baby. I’m coming in.»
I wanted on the lobby, however, until my girls sent me a quick and careless reply:
«Hi, hon!» She answered with several sad emojis. «Sorry, babe! I can’t see you!»
My eyes widened. «What do you mean??»
That was literally the first time a woman ever told me ‘no.’ That a woman told my dick ‘no!’
I though about pressing for more answers, but soon she kept sending me hasty texts like:
«I’m busy. Super urgent, baby. Sorry, love. We meet another time.»
Gotta confess that was a major annoyance. I was the one who treated my partners with carelessness, not the other way around.
Alright, all cool. Marta and Maira weren’t the only girls I had ‘reserved’ just for occasions like thoe.
«Dani, I’m arriving.» I wrote my third bitch. «Thirty minutes. Be ready for me.»
And just like that, I received a joyful reply less than two minutes later, with the girls basically melting on the keyboard, filled with desire for my cock:
«Counting the seconds, my horse.»
Smiling, I ignored Maira’s snub and drove all my way to Danielle’s, whose cunt I ravished, whose mouth I fucked, whose ass I devoured, and whose sense I blasted with multiple orgasm atop multiple orgasms for three consecutive hours —well enough for my cock to finally deflate.
* * * * * *
The weekend had been a triumph, yet I couldn’t be happy.
‘What do you mean, you were fucking Rodrigo?’ I couldn’t hide my shock once I went to get some answers from Maíra, who replied with a mix of shame and neglect, and also a bit of revolt:
‘Well, I suppose you don’t mind, do you?’ She looked at me frmo head to toe, giving me a haughty smile. ‘You’re always so full of options, aren’t you?’
I tried my best to remain charming, but my voice was heavy with unmistaken authoritarianism:
‘That’s not what I asked.’
She stepped back, smiling with irony.
‘Wow. Well, well! You’re really obssessed with the guy, aren’t you?’
I lowered my head and my shoulders discreetly.
‘But a man must scan through his competition, isn’t it?’
‘Oow, my love.’ She blinked, all naughty. ‘If a man is worried about his competition, he knows he’s not the clear winner. What insecurity is that, huh?’ And she grabbed, then, the formidable tool in my pants. ‘Are you afraid of losing your Alpha-male post here in town, are you?’
My heart beat more quickly —and I didn’t know if of anger or fear.
Looking deep into her caramel eye, I asked:
‘Is he better than me?’
And her eyes rolled, almost sinking in her skull.
‘Wow, I… well, he… wow. Fucking wow!’ She kept trying to answer, very foolishly, without even paying attention to me anymore. ‘I mean, I…’
I crossed my arms.
‘You can tell me straight.’
A part of me knew what she was going to answer, but another part simply didn’ believe —or refused to believe— that could be possible.
Finally, almost as if trying to avoid the conversation, she looked down and answered:
‘You’re an incredible male.’
”But.” I pressedon, and her face was almost frozen in a fearful expression.
‘B-but… wow, I never thought I was going to say that, but… wow: he’s much better than you.’
My heart sank. My cock, weirdly enough, throbbed with sexual tension.
I saw the way she bobbled her head and shook her whole body. Just by remembering what the guy had done to her the whole weekend, she was excited, getting in heat, dangerously close to another orgasm.
‘He… he… oh, my god…’ Her eyes shone very brightly, almost tearing up. ‘I always thought you were a god in the bed… until I met this guy! Oow, Rodrigo! What a god, what… what a god!’
My heart beat very fast, and I almost laughed, thinking that could only be a prank.
‘How can any guy be better than me?’
And she then trying to answer, but failed to find the right words to describe my rival.
Her nipples were hard and her whole body seemed to throb with the heat waves bursting from her waist.
I felt her sweet, fresh, juicy aroma, and knew that gorgeous female was in heat.
Grabbing one of her breasts, I squeezed it.
‘Aaaahee!!’ And my woman jittered, walking back with fear.
‘Tell me: how can this guy be better… than me?’ And I showed her all my body, which was all hard and hot, ready for some ferocious fucking.
Our conversation was over. She couldn’t answer me anything else, and I couldn’t pay attention to her or anybody until settling my score with that new Alpha male in my turf.
Indeed, I was determined to meet him and finally see, once and for all, who I was dealing with.
«Absurd!» I thought, really furious with the fact that there really was a man more powerful than I in that town —or in the whole world!
After all, how the fuck could a man be any better? That was something I always though imposible!
With my 6.3ft-tall body, I’m massively bigger and more powerful than any male I’ve ever met —especially considering my 300-pound of pure muscle weight.
Before a mirror, everytime I left a warm bath or cleaned myself after hosing one or two or three bitches with my seed, I checked out my unbelievably ripped and muscular body, with no less than eight muscles in my abs, humungous arms, legs as thick as tree trunks, and a horse cock in my waist, I really wondered what man in this planet could ever surpass me.
«This guy…!» I muttered behind gritted teeth, «he can’t be real!»
And the women I left moaning and crying on the bed turned to me and asked for an encore:
‘Come back, Renato! We want you diiiick!’
And my dick remained rock-hard, yes, for only an ungodly amount of pussy was able to sooth it.
‘Wait.’ I replied coarely, making them drip and cum with my thundering voice.
With all this succes, what man could possibly surpass me??
Worse still: how could this man steal my women?
In little time, I would discover it —and I would settle my score with this guy once and for all.
* * * * * *
The guy, however, was surprisingly hard to find. «A lot of work,» many people told me. «This man doens’t fool around.»
No wonder. He was a genius entrepreneur who made it big since he was fifteen years-old.
«The guy is rich, well-connected, a genius in sports, and better in a bed than I was?» I thought, trying to hide my nervous smile. «How is that possible?»
And then I saw, getting close to the arena, the target of all my obsessions and core of all my fears.
The male’s steps were heard all throughout the gym. The other fighters, seeing him get close, immediately walked back and lowered their heads, asking how the fuck couldn’t they ever defeat a guy like that in a fair fight.
Walking towards the octagon, therefore, we saw that impressive masculine specimen getting ready for the fight, which for him must have been nothing more than a big child’s play.
And as soon as I laid my eyes on him, all my doubts disappeared and all my worst fears were confirmed. Rodrigo was a giant —and one of the most spectacularly beautiful men I’ve ever laid my eyes upon!
‘Oooh, wow!’ She was jaw-dropped, floating near the lake’s shores while her superman unloaded gallons of lubes on the stream above the waterfall.
His penis hadn’t stopped ejaculating for ten minutes straight.
«My god!» She thought. «This guy is a horse.»
Not even horses, indeed, would come close to nutting as much as that superman.
«My god!» She licked her lips. «Muscles! So many muscles!»
The guy’s arm was literally thicker than her thigh! He must have been over 7.6ft-tall! With a body like that, it was no wonder he sported such an equally large endowment.
She licked her lips, seeing the simply unbelievable size of that phallic monstrosity. Even in cock the man was comparable to a horse or a bull —if said bull, of course, could nut rivers of precum.
Bluuursshh!! The thick gel exploded from his prick, flying as high as rockets over the waterfall.
‘My god… oooh, my…!!’ The woman melted. The male was ejaculating so many lubes that the lake was almost entirely made of gel. And more: the waters were overflowing to the rest of the valley and the forest beyond, covering the grass with his virile broth.
«How much can this guy nut… when he actually gets to the semen??» The woman licked her lips again, seeing that titan’s powerful balls dangling in between his legs.
Leaving the lake, she laid with her back on the ground, her enormous tits pointing to the sky, and spread her legs to the gigantic stud.
The male immediately turned to her and roared, as if the sight of the fresh, tight, rosy cunt awakened his most animalistic instincts.
Without a warning, he made it rain ounces of lubes over that female, who screamed and squirmed while being covered by his broth.
‘Aaaahee, aaa… aaaahee!!!’
When the male was done, the female was covered by some three gallons of pre-spunk.
The male approached. Buuuuuum!! Buuuuumm!! Buuuuuuum!!! The girl’s body jumped on the ground with that horse’s heavy steps.
«By the gods!» She thought. «How can such a youth be so manly??»
The guy’s prick was so hard it pointed upwards, pressing against his abs and reaching up to his pecs.
From that angle, his magnificent balls were completely exposed, striking fear at anyone who saw them.
‘Oohee!!’ The woman tried looking at it, but the prick ejaculated loads in her face: blooorrssh, blooooorrsshh…!!
That man was an Adonis in the flesh; a Greek god statue who, quite frankly, would make the Greek gods themselves blush.
Stopping one foot away from her, the male felt his prick ejaculate another formidable load of lubes. Bloooorrsshh!! He lifted his head up to the skies and roared:
The earth literally trembled with his powerful call, thicker and stronger than many lions’. Soon after, he looked to his female, so defenseless and ripe.
‘Whore!’ He said, squatting down to grab her legs.
‘Aaahee!!!’ She instinctively protected herself, throwing light kicks at his body. ‘Aaahee!! Fuck!! You brute!’ It felt like she was kicking an iron statue! The super-male could barely feel her kicks. She tried kicking him harder, just to test his strength.
«God!!» Her mind raced! That man’s tongue completely took over her mouth, sliding down her throat until she was gaggling and squirming with its vigorous massages. The man’s tongue just kept going and going and gooooing, and his hands and powerful truck-log arms kept fondling her body like he was a rancher evaluating the quality of his mare.
Her feet left the ground as he pulled her up. His tongue massaged her throat so vigorously that she unexpectedly found bursts of pleasure coming from her breast. That monster was striking erogenous spots all over her body without even aiming for the obvious places, and she was the one who grinded her cunt all over his massive hips, not the other way around.
Once again, maybe due to her asphyxiation, the panting bitch dropped tears of ecstasy. Her soul was split from her body as the monster dropped her on the ground and undid the kiss. Then, she could finally have a peek on that creature’s vast, endless tongue.
“Fuck… how?!…” She shook her head. “How big is you tongue?”
He casually replied:
“Twelve inches.” And then stuck the whole monster out for her to see.
Her jaw dropped and her knees trembled. She spread her legs open, a little unconscious of the act, and gazed upon the massive, dripping, throbbing member, which was almost as large as her husband’s hard cock. That monster was unbelievable.
“Use it!” She begged, opening her legs and pulling up her panties. The cloth sank in her cunt and her engorged labia popped through its sides. She was dripping with desire, and a very small puddle had already started to form between her feet. “Use that fucking man-meat on me!”
The priest grabbed her again, sinking his mouth on her lustful tits. “Oow!!” She wailed, wrapping her massive, melon-crushing legs around that bull’s hips. As the man sucked and splurged on her planet-sized gazongas, she had a nasty idea: conjuring up all the might she had in her body, she closed her legs on that bull and squeezed his hips. Such was her strength that soon her own bones were creaking –she had been proven to literally shatter boulders with her thigh grip in her teenage years.
Still, that monster just kept sucking on her tits like it was nothing to him. She was both aroused and disheartened. Was she really so helpless next to that living, breathing man-bull?!
“Fuck… ooh!!… you!!” She came and creamed herself as the monster worked her tits like four different studs at once. Her pussy secreted juices in his clothes, which were all stained with girl cum and his own jizz. She was crazy fertile, with her womb heating up to a bowling point and her mammalian glands producing enough milk to feed a tribe’s worth of children.
Eventually, milk started sloshing out of her nipples, feeding that bull like she was just one dairy cow for his personal use. “Aaaw!!” As she felt her feminine liquids being sucked out of her, the monster’s cheeks bloated with him filling up his mouth and gulping cupfulls of her motherly essence.
The monster was filling his own stomach with milk just the same way he had filled her with his. The difference, of course, is that her milk could never be as hot or thick as his.
“Fuck me…!! Oh!! Fuck me, you’re good!!” She grinded her cunt on his hips as it kept expelling rivulets of juices all over him. With his lips dripping with her milk, the giant complimented her:
“Your milk is rich and creamy. You’d feed strong babies with that powerful woman lotion, my mare.” She felt her ovaries producing countless eggs with that sexy-talk. A part of her even knew those weren’t just idle words.
“What do you mean, daddy?” She asked, and the hung bull placed his hands on her warm, strong belly. “I’m saying, my mare, that I’m going to breed you with strong babies, and you’re going to deliver child after child to me until you’re old and cranky and of no more use to my mighty rod.” He stepped back, still towering over her like no man ever could. “You might have a husband, but I’ll be your breeder. You won’t even need to worry about his seed, because no other male seed can compete with mine.” He smirked. “If I nut on a woman, whatever other lesser seed you have in your body will be stifled by mine. That’s a feat impossible in any male biology other than my own. Now, my mighty cow,” he bucked his belt, “fill up your stomach with your bull’s milk.”
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