That was just a few days ago —my birthday—, when I had turned eighteen and my tutor had brough a literal tank to his farm, and I showed off before the amazed audience, everyone intimidated and shocked by the amount of muscles on my body.
‘So young… yet this guy has more muscles than a Schwarzenegger!’
Their eyes were divided between my abundant muscles, indeed, and my horse-like bulge, which left their own cocks hard with desire.
‘By god… he’s huge!’
With those eyes devouring me, I stretched and smiled to my master —who was quite possibly the only male to beat me in the whole wide world.
‘Alright, old man. Let me show them exactly how a real man fucks.’
Then, totally naked, I approached that tank and grabbed its fuselage with my hands.
The metal bent under my fingers as I applied force. I could hear the several nervous gulps as those man saw me bending the tank’s surface with my grip alone.
‘That can’t be!’ They exclaimed. ‘That can’t be true!’
With all the muscles of my body flexing and swelling, plus some outrageously thick veins sprawling all over my arm, I felt my prick harder, bigger, thicker as the adrenaline flooded my veins.
Soon enough, the crowd became even more incredulous with the size of the dong between my huge thighs.
‘Ooooaarrh!!’ I let go an immense roar, as it was typical of when I was truly aroused.
With my first, I grabbed thicker segments of the fuselage and… craaaarck!! Literally started to peel that vehicle off like a banana.
My biceps had grown wider and my veins bulged as I tore that metal like paper. Just like this, second after second, my teenage body dismounted that tank before the incredulous eye-witnesses.
‘Impossible! T-that’s… that’s impossible!’ They exclaimed, barely knowing that the most impressive was still about to come.
‘If it’s really impossible, then how do you explain… this!’
Everyone covered their mouths and held back their breaths as I squatted, half that thank by its wheels and turned it over with a simple movement, not showing the slightest effort, showing off my prick more clearly for all of them to see.
The tank was turned upside down, and I walked up to its muzzle, which now was at the same level of my waist.
‘Oooh!! For the love of…!! What is this guy going to do?!’
I approached the barrel with heavy steps and aligned my prick on its muzzle.
My prick was so tremendously thick, so stupidly large and powerful, that even with tank I still worried that my dick might get stuck inside the barrel.
The difference between our widths wasn’t actually that large; my prick literally had the same thickness as a projectile!
‘That’s one big-ass tank, master.’ I said to the old man, who smiled as devilishly as I did. ‘It’s gonna carry all my load.’
And, before the incredulous gaze of those gentlemen, I started pumping my prick into the cannon.
I started off real slow, very sensuously, giving those horny men just a taste of my muscles flexing and my prick protruding into that war vehicle.
My prick made a coarse noise every time it penetrated that thing. I could hear all the air moving around me, as if no object has ever violated that car in such way.
The force I fucked it with was comparable to new shots of its cannon. Eventually, I gained rhythm and speed, while mentioning my insanely high force: boom-booom-booom…!! The vast field started to shake and the tank to be dragged back on the ground as I fucked it with my habitual supersonic strength.
Within moments, I was ramming my prick up that tube some five times a second, and I needed to grab the long iron mast with both hands to keep my balance.
‘Oooorrhh!!’ I rarely moaned when I jerked off, but that was a special occasion. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ My roars made the whole earth shake. ‘Oooaarrhh!!’ I felt the men admiring me with profound envy, not knowing if they should be shocked or awed by that performance.
‘You son… son of a bitch!’ And they turned to my master. ‘This young man is bigger than a bull!’
‘Oh, and you haven’t seen anything of him, yet.’ The man responded, with an enormous, proud smile in his face. ‘Wait until he actually cums.’
Many of those guys caressed their own minuscule pricks in their pants, feeling them harder and harder.
I had no doubt that most of them were straight, but I didn’t give two shits about that: before a male like me, even other manly-men found it hard to control their immense desire.
Zeeep!! While I fucked that cannon barrel with ever more horse-like power, I heard some zippers being undone and hard dicks being exposed.
The guys were jerking off to me. How wonderful!
«You think that’s exciting??» I grabbed that barrel with even greater strength. «Then watch this, you losers!»
With my muscle power of thirty horses, I squeezed that barrel and bent it over, dragging back the whole, heavy tank on the mud.
The vast vehicle was pushed as I pressed my waist against the barrel of its cannon. My thrusts had become so ferocious, in fact, that the car didn’t stop being dragged on the ground, pushed by the pure power of my pelvic thrusts.
My muscles grew and throbbed before my eyes, and my body gained some two or three inches of height, easily surpassing seven feet as I bent that metallic barrel with my bare hands.
I released steam through my mouth and nose. My body was burning at over 60ºC, with my blood at 90ºC on its hottest parts —my prick and my balls, I mean.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom…!! It was inconceivable the speed with which I fucked that car; I counted something like seven or eight thrusts per second, literally bending the metal with my horse-like power.
‘Buuurrhh!!’ I puffed. ‘Uuuuurrhh!!’ And felt my balls swell and my sack grow harder and heavier.
‘God!!’ The audience was horrified. ‘How can this… oooh!!… how can this young man…?!`
But they were all silent and impotent before me, going crazy with the intensity of the pleasure they extracted from seeing me pump into that tank.
‘When you’re done, Renato,’ my master said, with his crazily deep voice. ‘Step aside so I can have a little bit of fun too.’
I looked besides me while I slowly destroyed that tank with my pelvic thrusts.
‘You’re gonna cum in it too, master?’ And the old man nodded, filling me with fear.
My master, well, was the only man capable of beating me, be it in size, power, virility, and quite simply equine, bullshit power.
The guy slowly took off the shirt, revealing to all of us his massive, hairy torso.
‘Are you going to…??’ ‘Of course, I am. Pay attention to him, folks, for the best is yet to come.’
The guy flexed his muscles, making very coarse noises with all his body.
‘Dude, do you have any idea how much pussy I get every day?’
My heart beat quickly, with my legs wobbling visibly.
‘Twelve, man. Sometimes it’s difficult…’
My ears, however, stopped working after the number.
‘You fuck twelve women… a day?’
‘Yes.’ And I laughed. ‘What? You don’t believe me?’
‘But of course… well, of course not.’
The man, then, put his hands inside his pant and froze me with his pitch-black eyes.
‘Dude, just you see what I have to deal with.’
‘What… waist, no!’
Before I could even protest, however, the guy lowered his pants, revealing to me how he wore nothing beneath them.
Though, to be fair, I though it was impossible to wear anything else but those loose pants.
I walked back until my back hit a marble column, totally intimidated, almost frightened by that monstruous, abnormal anaconda the dude sported between his legs.
His gigantic appendix was completely exposed to my eyes. Never before have I seem —or even imagined!— such a gigantic cock… and I was twelve inches long!
It was hard to tell, among so many things, which attracted me the most: if that extraordinarily long, thick, heavy prick, or the two huge balls dangling below them.
His fucking testicles were larger than guacamoles!!
‘Holy fucking shit!!’
A fucking horse would feel minuscule compared to him! The guy was hung like two fucking breeding bulls!
He stepped forward, making his monstruous cock swing before my eyes
Those balls were so hard and heavy, however, that they barely moved, so pressed and squeezed they were between that man’s inconceivably large thighs.
That horse’s prick, when soft, was bigger, harder, and thicker than my own was hard!
«Holy fucking shit!! I’m twelve inches when hard, and this guy far surpasses me even when soft!!»
That 14-in monstrosity dangled like an old clock pendulum make of titanium, with its shinny helmet kicking between one knee and the other.
The monster swollen, throbbing foreskin was already a bit pulled back, with his red, steaming head revealing itself little by little.
Just the tip of that prick was thicker and harder than a doorknob, and I suspected its size could be comparable to my own clenched fist!
The male stepped even closer to me, squeezing me even tighter against that column.
‘Do you see now, the dick I have to feed every single day?’
‘Holy… holy f-!’ I couldn’t take my eye off that magnificent genitalia. ‘Holy fucking shit, dude, holy shit!!’
‘Yeah, that’s right.’ He held his prick with his right hand, swinging it dangerously; his prick was so heavy even he, a living mountain of muscles, made incredible effort trying to move it. ‘That’s the cock of a Roman god, and this fucking thick monster need at least twelve, thirteen, fifteen fresh pussies every single day for good nutrition.’
My back was almost climbing up that thick column, so intimidated that I felt by that male.
‘A-are you serious, man??!’
He smiled and squeezed his prick even harder, making the numerous thick veins bulge across all its inane length.
‘You think that a man who carried a prick like this one would lie about this?’
‘Take off your clothes, fruity.’ He let go of his prick, letting it dangle before my body, looking increasingly larger before me. ‘Today I’m going to splurge with your body.’
I couldn’t even hide my fears as I lifted up my head and looked him straight in the eyes:
Boom!! That guy shut me up with a step, bringing his thick, veiny monster closer to my waist.
‘I’m kind of through with women right now.’ And then, with incredible strength… braaam!! He grabbed my waist.’
‘Ooohh!!’ A whimper came from my throat as I felt his hands squeezing my muscular waist.
More than that, I could feel his cock pressing against my own prick, making it look tiny in comparison.
‘No… no, no…’ I looked at him with my eyes tearing up, almost begging to him: ‘No, please…’
But the indiscrete man, without even asking for permission, slid his hand into my pants and grabbed my cock.
‘No!!’ I screamed —or rather, I writhed— and tried to move away, but the male commanded me with a calm and coarse voice:
‘Stay where you are.’
And I obeyed him immediately, not even thinking about denying the desires of such a powerful…
‘Ooohh…’ My whimpers grew longer as that horse’s huge hand carefully enveloped and massaged my cock. ‘Aaahee…!’
My god, what a hot touch! What a heavy hand! Even though my prick was extraordinarily thick, like a soda can, that giant managed to hold all its girth with a hand —a feat not even I managed to!
«Jesus, his hands are huge! Wow!» I felt once again his wild smell. «My god, what a… what a…!»
‘…fucking male!’ I let the word escape, and the man generously squeeze my prick. ‘Aaahee…!!’
I wiggled my hips, making him smile.
‘My little whore is already so horny for daddy, huh?’
‘Mmm… good hoe.’ I felt hi other hand in my buttocks. ‘What a tasty-ass rear you’ve got, big-butted bimbo!’
The male grabbed and squeezed my ass, feeling the hardness of my iron muscles. I felt my glutes being squashed by that incomprehensively strong hand, and all the fibers in my body stretching with the sheer force of his grab.
I never felt so weak, so defenseless, so female like at that moment! With a squeeze on my cock, the male sent my head swirling to heaven.
I wiggled again, making him slide one hand along my back and into my pants. Meanwhile, his right hand massaged all the outrageous length of my equally bull-sized dong.
I felt my pole enlarging, all while my own, shaky hands got closer to the balls of that amazing stallion.
My face twitched and my eyes trembled under my semi-shut eyelids, afraid of witnessing that incredible horse cock in such a giant human body.
Seriously, his prick looked like a third leg rubbing against my waist. My hands move to-and-fro, either too thirsty or too afraid to actually commit to that overwhelming, incarnate God manhood.
‘It’s alright.’ He spoke with his thick, soothing voice. ‘I know you’re afraid.’
‘All males are afraid when they’re near me.’ And squeezed my dick harder.
‘I’m such a perfect male… that it take time for other men to gather the courage to face me. But don’t you worry, my pretty little whore, for I am going to take good care of your body today.’
He pressed all his naked body against mine, pressing his muscles against my pecs, getting his lips so dangerously close to my nose.
Without missing a beat, he lowered his incredible mouth to mine, and his tongue penetrated my throat as if it wished to tear me from inside.
‘Mmmrmm…!!’ Almost immediately, I felt my dick grow, harden, and sprout out of my shorts, with the male holding it firmly all the time.
He didn’t kiss me delicately, and indeed savagely, ramming his tongue deep inside me, chewing my mouth as if he wanted to devour me.
While that happened, he jerked me off with increased strength, making my cock throb and the veins multiply insanely over its surface.
Not satisfied, he began to spread my butt cheeks with his hand and to penetrate my anus with his index finger —which, might I stress, was as thick as a regular guy’s cock.
I screamed and shivered, but my screams were muffled inside his mouth, which sucked and annihilated my own with his inhumanly large tongue!
‘Ooorhh…!!’ I widened my eyes. ‘Ooorrhh!!’ That tongue slid down to my vocal cord and further below, as if could reach as deep… as my stomach!
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!
Even while soft, that prick was far harder and bulkier than any male she had ever tasted.
It was an involuntary reaction, biting and sucking that prick while the male got his own lips closer to her swollen, throbbing vulva.
‘Mmmm!!’ He smelled her cunt. ‘You’ve had your period three weeks ago. You’re fertile, ready to be fecundated, bitch.’
‘Oooohaaai!!’ The woman moaned, secreting even more pleasure nectar through her pussy, barely believing that…
«This man…!» Her mind raced. «He can feel my fertility just through my smell??!»
Little by little, the monster’s prick started growing in her mouth, swelling along with the myriad of veins that covered it, many of which thicker than thumbs, and with arteries more powerful than many hearts.
The male sucked her pussy hard. The woman nearly lost her mind.
‘Oooaahh!!! Aaahhh!!!’ He seemed to be sucking her organs out! With just that one kiss, she ejaculated! ‘Aaahee!!!’
Spliiiiiirrssshh!! Drinking her juices, he approved her flavor.
‘What a delicious brunette!’ The man’s breath invaded her pussy, making it harden and contract.
‘Aaaheem, nooo!! Ooh, nooo!!’
The monster gave her a ferocious slurp, making her feel as if she was being drained through the cunt.
She fought back by grabbing the man’s prick and squeezing it, realizing, however, that her gesture didn’t have any effect on the man; the dick neither bent nor ceded, no matter how hard she tried squeezing it!
Meanwhile, the monster sucked her: scluuurp, schleeerp, schlooopt!!
‘Aaaheem…!!’ She let go one long scream, feeling fire all over her cunt. ‘My womb!! Aaahee…!!!’
Daunting loads of nectar flooded the guy’s mouth.
‘Aaahee!!’ The woman bit that horse’s cock. ‘Aaahee!!’ She felt as if her teeth were about to break. «Fucking hell!!» Her eyes widened. «That’s harder than stone!»
The giant sucked her unendingly. She felt ice, then fire bursting through her body! The heat kept consuming her through the pussy like a volcanic eruption, making her roll her eyes and yelp out loud:
‘Aaaaahh…!!!’ Her body shivered. ‘Aaaaheem…!!’
Her pussy came! Squiiiiissshh, squiiiiiissh, squiiiiiissshh…!!
‘Yes, little princess! Give daddy your juices!’
‘Oooh, daddy, ooohh… aaaheee!!!’
She squeezed his cock and his balls, feeling them burning with life, filled with his thick broth, his life-giving seed!
With tears running down his eyes, she bit him again. «Aaahee…!!!» She bit and bit and bit, while the man sucked her like a Margherita through a straw.
‘Mmmrr!!’ He grunted while breathing hot steams all over her body.
The man’s breath hit her ass, adding an extra layer of pleasure to her multitude of orgasms.
She grabbed that behemoth dick with both hands, realizing that its girth was still too big for her!
«My god!!»Schluuurrpp!! She felt her entire body melt! The man sucked gallons through her cunt.
The demoness smiled as her angel screamed, feeling like a goddess of hell as the muscles rippled through her body and the veins made her arm bulge and swell. She wouldn’t have been bigger or heavier even if she were made of pure iron. The demoness was a 11ft-tall, 800-pound monster of muscles and power… and she would now completely destroy her angel with all this power.
“All these muscles, my dear, used for just one thing:” her eyes beamed with the fires of hell, “crushing your cunt!”
“Nooo…!!” The angel almost shot tears through her eyes, so intense was her agony.
The demoness relaxed her arms and led her hand to the angel’s steamy cunt. Her hungry fingers wasted no time in flickering every inch of her engorged labia and her raging clit. The cunt felt immensely hard and hot as the demoness performed the very first motions, creating an avalanche of orgasms in the poor angel’s body.
Her hair spiked up and lightning bolts burst from her skin. Her screams shattered all the glasses in the room, with its huge chandelier blowing up and swinging threateningly in the ceiling. Sharp pierces of glass rained down on the demoness, who nonetheless kept her pose as her fingers raged in the pussy.
Three fingers sank deep into the cunt, and for a second the demoness whelped in pain, feeling a burn in her whole palm as the cunt was short of breathing fire. “Holy fucking shit, angie! The fuck is all that heat??” Steam burst from the angel’s every pore. “Damn!!” The demoness felt the incredible pressure almost tearing her bones into pieces. That cunt alone had more muscle power than a horse kick. “You fucking bimbo bitch, aarhh!!”
The demoness’ thumb massacred the angel’s clit while her pinky splurged on her labia, and her three middle fingers performed pussy-genocide in the depth of that cunt, fumbling her cervix and venturing into the womb as the angel replied with oceans of lubes gushing at scorching temperatures –enough to make the demoness scream in pain. “Fuck!!”
Despite her agony, the demoness redoubled her efforts, and the loud, roaring sounds coming from her angel’s tits reminded her that they had gone too long without a good suction. “Give me your mommy cream, bitch!”
“FUUUCK…!!!” Lumina screamed endlessly as the demoness’s mouth was bloated with gallons of juices. For the first time in ages, her belly started to grow.
Moved by her powerful orgasms, Drayla’s spread her wings and flapped them, making the demoness hover on the ground, then on the bed.
As the nectar was pouring through the edges of the bed like several waterfalls, a strong fire grew in the angel’s womb, burning her eggs and cooking her ovaries while the demoness unleashed lightning bolts from the tip of her fingers, seizing her entire body in one long, powerful, soul-stealing orgasm. “Let me show you show a few of the tricks us demonesses learn down here.” She ravished Lumina with mighty lightning bolts from her fingers, feeling much of the orgasm ricochet back into her own body as the angel became stiff like metal rod.
The godly teenager walked fast and angry in the palace on the clouds.
His mighty body whisked through the corridors, making earthquakes with its feet and his thick, extraordinarily muscular legs, which could easily crack open a crater on the earth.
‘Zeeeus!’ He shouted, his voice splitting the skies.
All the inhabitants of Olympus could feel his fury, and as a result, tried at all costs to avoid him.
Some, however, attempted to placate that god’s fury:
‘Pargasus! Oh, my deity!’ The nymphs followed his footsteps, weeping and yelping. ‘Please, Pargasus! Let us help…’
‘Not now, sluts!’
The nymphs stopped in their tracks, sincerely shocked by the rejection. Few males, if any, could ever say ‘no’ to their bodies.
Perpetually young, locked at ages between eighteen and twenty-four, sporting absurdly big and shapely asses, long legs, massive breasts full of milk, thin waists, and faces literally sculpted by the gods, those faries were the sexual satisfaction of all the gods in Olympus.
Though it was their job to serve all deities equally, nothing prevented them from having their own personal favorites—and Pargasus, oh, was second in bed skills only to the god of all gods; the unrivaled, unbeatable…
‘…Zeus!!’ The young man shouted louder, making the marble walls of those hallways rumble.
But one nymph held her friend.
‘Let him be, honey. He seems really angry. Let him and Zeus handle their differences.’
‘Oh, by the gods!!’ The nymph quivered, making her tits jolt. ‘That’s not going to be good, no, it isn’t!’
‘Let’s get out of here before things get the wrong kind of ‘heated.”
‘Oh, my god, Lydia! At least let me… oooh…‘
‘Mmm… what is it?’
‘You know, Lydia…’ And she pointed to Pargasus, who got farther at every angry step. ‘Him! Our god!! Oh, my god, he’s sooo hot!’
‘Oooh… yes, he…’ The nymph sighed. ‘He sure is!’
The three nubes quickly felt their pussies tingle. That god’s body was impossible not to be worshiped.
Muscles atop muscles, an absolutely sculptural and perfect shape, 7.7-feet of pure masculinity and hyper virility, that god was modestly dressed in white robes, leaving his body semi-naked to the gaze of all the nymphomaniac goddesses and servants of that place.
Even the other manly gods jerked off to his physique, which was the perfect encapsulation of his divine lineage.
A god, indeed, who was also very, very upset.
«I can’t take it! I can’t take this bullshit anymore!»
Angrily, he walked to the private chambers of the Higher God. Blaaam! He burst through the door loudly, without checking if there was anyone inside.
There was. His body froze as he witnessed the scene inside.
He gulped. His heart now beat truly scared.
Crawling on the floor, a tall, busty, big-assed brunette dragged herself closer to his feet:
‘Melisandre!’ He leaned forward, trying to aid her.
The woman was wrecked. Her legs were wobbly and her pussy secreted an ungodly thick white broth, forming a long trail to the inner rooms of that building.
‘Pargasus!’ Though agonizing, the woman couldn’t stop smiling. ‘Pargasus!!’
‘I’m here. What is it?’
‘Oow, Zeus! Zeus! ZEUS!!’
She writhed some more. Her pussy secreted an even bigger bulk of that white broth. She was so full that her belly, always chiseled, now looked like a 5-or-6-month pregnant woman’s.
She couldn’t stop shaking and secreting that goo through her pussy and her anus and her mouth as she tried to utter her final words, crying with so much pleasure:
‘That god… oow, that horse!…’ And she felt her head heavier. ‘He’s a monster!!
‘Melisandre, don’t faint!’
Buum! Her face went to the floor, totally unconscious.
Pargasus got up and looked around, witnessing the impressive scene of destruction.
«This…!» He thought. «This is a massacre!»
The young man had to cover his nose not to smell the place —the whole place smelled like pure, concentrated masculinity!
Pools and more pools filled with semen released dense, strong-scented steams, turning the whole place into an obscene sauna.
The most impressive of all, of course, were the women: the dozens and hundreds of women agonizing, trembling, shivering, and babbling nonsense on the floor:
‘Zeus…. oorrh, Z-Zeeeuss!!’
Pargasus walked past each of them, heading to the inner rooms.
Just in the first meters past the door, he found one… two… three, four, five, six women scattered on the floor, still suffering multiple orgasms in their semi-conscious bodies.
Further ahead, near a fountain…
‘By Zeus!!’ Pagasus’s heart trembled.
Before him was a pile of ladies, some resting over the others, some laying the fountain, and many more floating inside it —and all equally unable to say anything other than a few, scant whimpers and cries of absolute jest:
Some looked up fearfully to the teen, wondering if he was there to finish the job Zeus had started.
‘Pargasus….’ They begged. ‘We’re… ooow!!’
Pargasus had to give some steps back not to be stained by the squirts of those five pussies.
Together with the lubes, pints and more pints of semen escaped through their mouths, pussies, and anuses. All their wholes had been dominated by that virile and potent seed —and the god responsible for it was still fucking somewhere in that immense building!
‘Pargasus… what a god…!!’ They cried. ‘What a fucking maaan!!‘
‘Oh, Pargasus! He’s sooo much better than you!’
And they laughed, absolutely fuck-drunk, cumming again and again one on top each other, with their swollen pussies secreting semen at every second.
Passing by an enormous room full of lounges, Pargasus widened his eyes.
‘By the gods!’
There he could count some twelve or thirteen fancy chairs, each with four to six women knocked out.
Over the big center table, reserved for the most luxurious banquets, he counted…
«Eight, nine, ten…» And gulped. «Eleven, twelve, thirteen…»
There were fourteen women over that table, with some sixty in total for the room.
«Zeus!!» He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, angrily running through the corridors to the inner-most chambers.
He could count one woman for every two or three steps on his way: all thrown on the floor, nubile and fertile, sweet-scented and hot, tremendously luscious and busty.
‘Paaar…’ Some writhed. ‘…gasus!!’
He ignored them, walking indifferently past countless cum-ridden bodies, all ejaculating semen through the vaginas, anuses, mouths, all the freaking holes, some of them so swollen they couldn’t even breathe!
Pargasus turned to a new corridor. The sequence of hot, young girls didn’t end: twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five…
«Son of a bitch!» The young god tried his best to control his anger.
In a new area, he found a mountain of women in and around an Olympic-sized pool filled with semen.
‘Par… Paaar…!’ The nymphs cried, smelling the male’s scent. Some of them fingered themselves and kept squirting:
‘Oooh, Zeus! Zeeeeus!!’
Spliiiiissshh!! Strong jets of lubes burst along with the male’s magma.
Pargasus lowered his head and kept walking, ignoring the many women hugging and kissing each other on the floor.
The youth turned to another corridor, and soon another one, and then yet another. Piles of women appeared at every step, scattered all around the vast rooms.
The deep, rumbling noises coming from within that castle got louder and louder, making it impossible to ignore the tremors in the ground.
He was close!
At the turn of another corridor, the youth entered yet one more, even bigger room, where a hundred women laid like corpses on the floor, all bloated with spunk.
Pargasus passed by one so swollen that, at his feet… blooorrsh!!!
The young man jumped back.
‘Everything okay?’ He asked, scared, and the woman made a feeble attempt at a smile before answering:
‘Y-yes, Pargasus! Oh, how sweet of you to a-a-as… ask… ohh!!’
The woman vomited more and more pints of hot, thick, virile semen, making the puddle grow around the young man’s feet.
«Zeus!» Pargasus pondered. «I don’t even know why you bothered getting married! With this many women you slay every day!… oh, Zeus!» And he lowered his head, smiling discreetly. «I envy the fuck out of you.»
While he walked, many agonizing and worn-out women stretched their arms, trying to grab him by the legs:
‘Oh, Pargasus! Please!! Come finish what our man… ohh!!’ Many vomited. ‘Fuck us, Pargasus! We’re still so horny!’
‘I’m sorry.’ The young man replied. ‘But I don’t eat leftovers.’
New hallways, new piles and piles of females scattered around the floor. There was so much semen everywhere that even the ceiling was dripping with it.
«That’s what I can’t stand any longer!» The young man reflected. «To be a supporting character in paradise!»
At the turn of another hallway, he knew he was in the right place: the number of ladies only kept growing, being even difficult to walk without trampling or stepping on any of them.
‘Oh, Pargasus! Pargasus, Pargasus!’
‘Quiet, whores. Let me pass through.’
The young, powerful, muscular teen felt hands running along his legs, fondling and fumbling his ass, and grabbing his hard, hot genitalia.
Many sighs of amazement and astonished expressions:
‘Pargasus, love! Did you grow??’
Smiling, he looked down at her.
Hungry hands climbed over his body, fondling that extraordinarily hard and muscular member between his legs.
‘Oh, by the gods, Pargasus!’ Thick and meaty lips moistened his abs. ‘You’re literally a living sculpture!’
The young man didn’t push them away. As frustrated as he was, he couldn’t reject the caring touch of so many fabulous nymphs.
His genitalia began to react: little by little, his penis appeared from under his robes, rising imposingly in his hips.
‘B-by the gods!!’ Many chins fell. ‘Pargasus!!’
The rumors they’ve heard about that god were all true!
More and more nymphs got closer. Within seconds, that tall and powerful young man was surrounded by thirty fertile, squirming ladies.
‘Oh, Pargasus! Pargasus!!’ They fondled his waist and grabbed his crotch. ‘How can a man have so much dick??’
They’ve never seen a teenager like that one.
Pargasus was just barely over eighteen, and yet, at the height of his 7.7-feet, he already had a larger, more beautiful and vastly more muscular body than Apolo’s.
‘M-m-my… my god!!’ Many of these nymphs tried to climb the young man’s body, crazy to reach the prick that throbbed and irradiated heat.
‘Careful.’ He smiled. ‘It’s hot!’
‘Oow!! Oow!!’ Many immediately withdrew their hands from that prick, which was scalding! ‘Oow, Pargasus!’
‘By the gods!’ One of them shouted. ‘Feel these balls!!’ She squeezed the man’s two bloated testicles. ‘I can’t even grab a single one with my hand!!’
The male smiled proudly.
‘Yes, I know.’ He answered, almost bored. ‘My balls are bigger than a bull’s.’
‘A horse, a donkey, I know. I’ve heard all the comparisons.’
‘My god… by god… what a god!!’
Once many of those hands began staining his dick with the that other male’s spunk, however, he man decided the had enough.
‘Back off! I’ve got to speak to Zeus!’
‘Oh, Pargasus! Pleas… ooooh!!!’ And the women puked all the spunk that had been come inside her.
Bloooorrrsssh!!! Splooooorrrssshh!! Pints and pints of the thickest broth left her mouth, splashing on the floor, making puddles grow around the young man’s feet.
‘Don’t insist! You’re all filled with his seed!’ And he stopped before the enormous door of that last room, ready to open it. ‘I’m not sharing my women with any other god… ever again!’
And so saying, as he opened the heavy doors, the young god was hit by a stream of hot air and heavy, white fumes from inside.
What he saw there left him floored. Even though he already expected a scene of incredible destruction, he just wasn’t prepared for the scale of that obscenity!
Over five hundred women laid all around the enormous chamber, all writhing, all trembling, all bloated with the seed that slowly leaked through their pores.
The air was hot and heavy, like a sauna’s.
The women outside tried to get in, but the young man promptly closed the door in their faces: blaaam!
‘Oooh, Pargasus! Pargasus!’ Yelped the bitches inside, feeling the presence of another masculine body amongst them.
‘Ladies.’ He greeted them, walking to the center of that carnival of females.
Booom-booom-boom…!! It was like giant boulders falling over a mountain’s coast; like… lightining bolts!… and thunders!… making the whole earth rumble and the walls tremble.
Getting closer and closer, the young man could finally see the figure behind all that fog: over a giant circular bed, holding a beautiful female body in his arms, the most powerful of all males —a super masculine creature, king of all gods!— copulated like crazy with his female.
‘Thank you for shutting the door, kid.’ The powerful god spoke without bothering to look at him. ‘These females can be a nuisance, sometimes.’
Zeus, the mightiest of all the deities, was casually fucking his eighth- or ninth-hundredth woman of the day.
The young man gulped when saw his immense frame: 8.4-feet of pure virility and muscle rose above him, making him feel like an ant.
‘Oooorrrh, aaaaarrrhh!’ The woman in his arms cried and screamed, unable to handle that much pleasure. ‘Oooh, daddy!! OOOOHR, OOOORRRHH…!!‘
The god sank her pussy in his prick! Pargasus gulped again, seeing the member penetrating and tearing the woman in half.
Zeus held her with both arms, lifting and lowering her body in his prick, cramming eight inches of it in and out of her cunt.
‘Cum.’ He spoke, and from the girl’s pussy… spliiiirrsssshh!!!
‘Oooh!’ Pargasus gave a step back, avoiding the splashes of lubricants that nymph came all the time!
Her head was in the clouds! Her eyes swirled in heaven while her screams mounted and her pussy blasted female nectar all over the super-god’s body.
With ripped, 12-pack abs and a chest wider than two men’s, Zeus was so big that her lubes on his body evaporated before even reaching his waist.
The super male lifted and lowered her body twice or thrice per second, extracting multiple orgasms after more multiple orgasms from her beat-up body.
‘Oooorhh, aaarrhh…..!!!‘ She bit her lips hard. ‘AAAAARRHHH!!!!‘
The pussy ejaculated another tiny puddle on the man’s body.
‘Uuurrhh…!!’ Zeus roared deep, finally getting tired —or rather, bored.
‘Zeus…!!’ He heard many weeping voices around him. ‘Zeus…!!’
Looking down, the super god saw some other twenty, no, thirty women crawling to his thick legs, trying to climb up the bed to scratch him, bite him, oh, anything that caught his attention.
Unable to wait for their turn, the women resorted to rubbing their cunts on that horse’s powerful legs.
As soon as their fingers touched the male’s balls, each as big as an ostrich egg, they immediately crammed their free hands in their pussies, masturbating until reaching powerful (and almost instantaneous) orgasms!
‘Ooohh, what a god!! What a god, aaarrrhh!!’
Their juices splashed all over the bed, already so soaked in cunt soup.
‘Ooohh!! Aaahh!!!’ At least eight women were cumming at the same time.
Without a drop of sweat, Zeus kept using that female like a vibrator to his never-ending prick.
‘What is it, Pargasus?’ Still without looking at the intruder nor losing his focus, the god asked. ‘I feel you’re angry. What do you want from me now?’
Before Pargasus could answer, many women interrupted him, touching his thick legs:
‘Pargasus! Pargasus… this god… oh, Pargasus!!’ Their hungry eyes rested on the male’s fabulous genitalia. ‘Oh, my god! What a cock!!’
‘Mmmm!!’ One of them, fingering herself ferociously, held the prick with one hand. ‘My god! So thick!’ Her smiled was huge. ‘You are an Olympian, young Pargasus!’
Zeus, however, wasn’t willing to share any of his females:
‘Do not touch him! Stand back!’
The women obeyed —though begrudgingly.
‘Oh, Zeus! Why??’
‘Silence, whores!’ The god’s voice blasted like thunder, making all the ladies freeze in fear and delight.
The supermale picked up the pace of his thrusts in that woman: one, two, three… four… five times a second!…
‘Ooooorrh!!‘ He roared. ‘Aaaarrhh…!!!’
Five times a second, the god pierced that body with his prick, making her head split in a torment of pure bliss and ecstasy.
Spliiiiirsshh…!!! The girl’s pussy came unending jets of pleasure, drenching the man’s balls with fat, thick juices.
Giving his rival a severe look, the Alpha god re-established his dominance:
‘Ain’t sharing none of my girls! They’re my females, after all! Uuurhh!!’
The woman shut up, letting her orgasms speak for themselves.
She didn’t know how much longer she could last like that! She had been having orgasms for five minutes straight!
‘Mmm, mmrrm!!!’ The god prepared to cum. ‘I’m nutting my fat, heavy seed in your womb, bitch!’
‘OOH!!!’ The woman’s ejaculations only grew stronger, and all the nymphs got closer to watch the spectacle.
Pargasus, very humbly, gave one or two steps back, knowing just how messy the ejaculations of that god could be!
«Zeus…» He thought, not avoiding a feeling of admiration for that old human bull.
Even with all the years, his white hairs entailed, that horse was still more muscular than him! His prick could barely get to half its length when fully crammed inside his woman!
The god shamelessly flaunted his sexual power, drawing five multiple orgasms out of the woman for every thrust he gave.
She was a big girl; a 6ft-tall Amazon mare with so much muscle, ass, breasts, and legs one could make two other women out of her.
Still, that super god held her like a ragdoll, using her as a jerking device to his gigantic dong.
The women around him got more and more restless! The male was very close to an explosion, they could feel it!
The balls —boom-boom-boom!!…— pumped more and more seed to his prick, which bubbled up with pints and pints of lubes in her cunt.
Spleeerrsssh, splooorrssh, spleeerckk…!! The thick, hot broth ebbed out of her and fell over the bed, building puddles on the sheets.
The male was ready to shoot, and his filthy mare didn’t know whether she could handle all of his power!
‘Oooorrrh!!‘ Zeus twitched his face, pumping his prick in the girl’s body at least five times a second.
The girl’s ejaculations were constant. Zeus’s whole massive frame was drenched in female juices.
‘Ooorrrh, oooorrh…!!!‘ The bitch cried as his thrusts became faster and more ferocious: 8.5 inches until reaching her cervix —which was about 30 to 40% of his horse prick’s total length!
‘Imma cum, you whore!!’
His prick began to rumble and throb, getting even thicker! Pargasus gulped as he prepared for the spectacle.
After a brief pause, Zeus crammed her deeper in his prick, sending the girl’s soul to the skies.
As her pussy came like a hose, the horse prick prepared to shoot.
‘Uurrh… uuurrhh…!!!‘ With his face convulsing, the god let the full power of his orgasm shake the foundations of that building —and the entire Olympus with it!
‘By the gods!’ Pagasus gave a step back, startled by the tremors.
The super male’s balls contracted. Bloooorssh!! The prick blasted like a geiser, a true volcano of masculine magma from its tip, and in a single second….
‘Aaaarrhh….!!!!‘ The woman rolled her eyes. ‘OOAARRH!!!‘
In a single pump, she felt her whole pussy swelling with so much spunk. Croooaarck!! Her hips widened as the blast sent pints and pints of semen to her womb, drowning it in semen!
Before that first blast was over…
‘Aaaahhh!! Aaaaahhh!!‘ She felt all of the semen exploding out of her pussy and raining on the hips of Zeus, who roared:
‘Uuuuurrrrh!! Uuuuuurrrhhh!!!‘ Her legs were covered in white.
The females dragged themselves over that ocean of spunk, wishing for just a tenth of the pleasure her colleage was experiencing.
While the pussy exploded, the man’s first nut reached its end.
Then came the second: ‘ooooorrh…!!!‘ Before the first gallon-sized nut was over, the second one burst even more powerful. Bloooorssh……!!!
The woman felt a mass of gallons and gallons and more gallons of sperm cush her womb under its amazing, virile pressure. Soon, the ladies around could literally bathe on the rivers bursting from her pussy.
Many laid down and rolled on the bed like dogs on the grass, just waiting for more jets of spunk to cover them completely.
‘Ooow, Zeeeus…!! How can you cum so much??’
The blast lasted five seconds… six seconds… and then slowly diminished.
‘Uuuurrrhh….!!!‘ The super manly god nutted a third time! ‘Oooorrhh!!!‘
The female felt her soul being expelled from the body, taken by the infinite, virile seed of that super stud.
The semen fell in rivers, cataracts from the pussy. The woman’s hips were bloated; her belly, once so thin, now grew with the literal pints of spunk the male ejaculated inside her.
Twelve pints, fourteen pints… that male nutted, in a single blast, almost a gallon of pure, hyper-concentrated seed.
And that was still nothing, for his fourth nut was just about to begin!
The woman squeezed his arms, unable to even scratch his iron skin with her nails.
‘Aaaaaheeemm!!!’ She went into a coma. It was too much for her senses to bear!
While pints and pints of semen were injected in her pussy, many more flowed like cataracts out of her, under the bodies of six, seven agonizing nymphs that laid under both lover’s hips.
‘Uuuuurrrrrhhh!! Brrrruuurrrrhhh!!!‘ The super male roared like a horse in heat.
‘Goooorrrrhhhh…..!!!’ The poor girl babbled, with her soul elevated to some place in between mortal pleasure and unfathomable ecstasy. ‘Goooorrrrhhhh…..!!!’
‘Whore… aarrrhh!! You filthy whore!!’
All the women screamed, and Pargasus gave more steps back as the fifth ejaculation injected more gallons of spunk in that body.
‘Goooorrrrrrhhh……..!!!‘ Though the girl went into a coma, her body kept convulsing and shaking under multiple orgasms.
‘Oooorrrhh!!‘ Screamed all the ladies near the couple, receiving heavy jets and blasts of semen from that prick.
Zeus’s roars were both deep and calm, never too loud or out of pace, for all that cum, all that ejaculation…
*Gulp!* Pargasus gulped, nervously. «None of that is too much for him!»
And he watched, startled, as the supermale sustained an orgasm greater than that of all Olympian gods combined!
‘Paaargasus!’ The super male said, with a thunderous voice making the whole building tremble.
Many women laughed, predicting some naughty move from the old man, and then everybody’s attention was stolen when…
Brruuuum!!! …a sixth blast of spunk emerged from his prick.
The woman shivered and convulsed, with her eyes closed, and the girls around them soon submerged in a volume of spunk so hot that dense steams came out of it.
Soon, it was barely possible to see Zeus’ body from that distance, forcing Pagasus to get closer… and closer… and closer… and closer…
‘AAARRHHH……!!!‘ A seventh blast into that bitch’s womb, forcing her to briefly open her eyes and scream.
The god, absolutely calm, nutting an eighth blast as if that was nothing, barely looked at the young rival as he decided to tease him further:
‘Pargasus, Pargasus, my man. Do you like… uuuurrrhhh!!!… seeing your old man nut?? Oooorrhh!!‘
The super male lifted his head and flexed his muscles —more muscle mass in that unbelievable body than in five Olympic athletes.
The prick roared, rumbled, and engorged, then finally… sbloooorsshh!!! His ninth nut exploded in a thousand different jets out of that pussy, already filled to the brim with spunk.
More busty and jovial nymphs came closer, swimming in the gallons of spunk Zeus couldn’t stop cumming.
‘Zeus…. Zeus, oooh!!‘ The spunk flowed from the bed in cataracts. ‘Zeus, she’s already full! Let this slut go, my god, please!’
‘Full? Bullshit!’ He replied very calmly, almost non-challantly. ‘Didn’t you know there are many holes through which a woman can be fucked?’
The ultra male’s body rumbled as his prick blasted his tenth heavy nut in that pussy. Sploorsh, splaaarsh, sploorsh! Loads of semen fell loudly in the puddle beneath.
Pargassus stepped further back, avoiding the cum pool which grew relentlessly.
«This spunk is at least twice thicker than mine!» He marveled, feeling his own prick get a little bit softer, almost in fearful, humbling respect.
Zeus began taking the woman out of his prick, ready to inseminate her… ‘uuurrrhhh!!‘… in her other orifices.
‘It’s difficult dealing with you, my nymphs.’ The supreme fucker uttered. ‘It’s hard… uuurrhh!!… because you’re so fucking tight!’
Bruuuum!!! Every blast made the whole building shake.
Hardening, throbbing, with its veins multiplying across its length, the prick ejaculated another formidable load in that pussy.
‘OOOORRRRHHH!!!!‘ The woman writhed, dragged out of her coma by the bursts of pleasure.
Every time the prick came —every time the titanic prick ejaculated its oceanic loads inside her precious womb—, the pussy sprayed spunk all over the god’s body.
Squiiiissh, spliiiiirrsshhh…. sblooorrshh!!!
The strength of this eleventh load was so great that it pushed the female’s body higher, dislodging her from the prick.
With a long and continuous motion… ploc! Zeus took her body out of his penis, rolling his eyes as he felt two renewed ejaculations.
Blooooorsshhh! The first load lasted over two uninterrupted seconds, sending two full pints of the thickest, heaviest spunk all over his lover’s body, who squirmed and screamed, cumming heavily through her pussy.
Sploooooorrsshh…..!!! The second load lasted three seconds, bathing her with three pints of male seed.
‘Oooooaaarrrhhh!!!’ The man roared, readying himself for his fourteenth blast.
Turning the nymph’s body around, Zeus replaced her pussy with her ass. The nymph cried and protested:
‘Zeeeeuss, nooooo!! Not there!! Fuck my pussy, not my…!!!’ She felt, however, an intense squeeze in her anus. ‘NOOOOO……..!!!’
‘Arrrrh, shut up, whore!’ And the super god covered her mouth with a hand as he crammed her body in his horse-sized endowment.
The prick ejaculated. Spunk jets blasted all around that anus, with its helmet barely inside the asshole.
‘Ooorrrhh!! Ooooaarrrh!!‘ The other muses rejoiced, receiving loads of the thickest, manliest semen over them.
‘It’s so full!’ And they crammed their spunk-stained fingers in their pussies. ‘My god, so thick and hooot!’
‘And there’s more!!’ Many licked their lips. ‘So much more!!’
The god roared:
That asshole was so incredibly tight! The excess liquid kept bursting in high speed from the rear.
Even with barely two inches crammed in that backdoor, Zeus had already filled her whole rectum with spunk.
‘Eat it all up, slut!!’
Even though they were immortal creatures, those nymphs could hardly withstand the stallion-like amounts of semen the stud came inside them.
The prick hardened, readying itself for another powerful, heavy blast.
‘Oooohiiirr!!‘ The woman nearly lost her damn mind once Zeus, using his super strength, penetrated five inches of that pussy-destroying, ass-ripping dong in her.
‘My belly… aaaheemm!!!‘ Tears ran down her face. ‘This spunk…. aaaahiimm…..!! It’s going to my fucking stomach!!’
The nymph felt her intestines swell like balloons with all the spunk, so copious that the first goblets finally reached as high as her belly.
‘Uuuurrrhhh!!‘ Zeus squinted his eyes and contorted his face. Bluuuurrsshh!!! Another gallon-sized load burst from his prick.
The loads blasted like burst dams in her stomach!
She felt the belly swell with two pints… four pints… six pints!… and grow, bloat, inflate like a giant balloon.
The prick engorged and throbbed as the wave and buckets and jets and pints and gallons of semen flowed uninterruptedly through that divine burst.
The women fondled the man’s super balls just so they could feel its extreme hardness. Not even with two full hands they were able to envelop the prick in all its amazing girth.
Droplets of blood fell from the nymph’s ass along with waves and more waves of spunk. Bloooorsshh!!
Her screams were cut short as the spunk, overflowing in her stomach, began to spill into her throat!
Her chest contorted in a way more experienced nymphs knew all too well:
‘Oooh, get ready!!’ Many laughed. ‘That’s my favorite part!!’
With tears of ecstasy and pain running down her cheeks, the nymph whimpered in her thoughts: «h-how c-can this g-god… be so p-potent?? My throat…! I’m feeling this spunk getting to my throat!!»
The nymph screamed, but soon shut up, for the semen… bloooorssh!!… burst through her mouth!!
As if she was a living extension of the god’s prick, she vomited those loads of spunk through her mouth as the member kept pumping load after load inside her anus.
Blooorsh, bluuursh, bluuursh!! Two gallons… three gallons… four fucking gallons of spunk…
No… four-and-a-half gallons! At every blink of an eye, the man added two pints in her!
Over five gallons of spunk passed through the nymph’s mouth as the male concluded his eighteenth load, readying himself for the nineteenth one!
«Zeus!» Pargasus gulped. How long would that hyper manly stud humiliate him like that?
‘Ooooaarrrhh!!!’ The super god roared, now starting to lose his control as the nineteenth gush emerged from his prick’s helmet.
And the girl, once again, began to ejaculate the heavy gallons through her mouth. Bloooorsshh!! In an instant, whole pints were bursting through her nose. Sbliiiiirsh, sbliiiiirsh!! Thinner jets emerged from her eyes!
The nymph expelled the excess jizz through her mouth, nose, and eyes. No hole in her body would be left unviolated!
All around the lovers, over fifty gallons of spunk had been ejaculated. The other women were literally bathing in the sea of cum, which started to flow through the ducts on the floor and be channeled to the pools in the corners of the room.
Pargasus looked around, seeing almost every pool and tub filled with jizz —the biggest of them able to hold over a thousand gallons each!
All and all, that super manly god had ejaculated, just in that room, easily over ten thousand gallons of seed…
…and he kept cumming and cumming and cumming!
Slaaaaapp!!! Zeus gave her nymph’s ass a powerful slap, and she vomited more and more pints of his seed through her mouth.
That nineteenth spurt had already been lasting for ten uninterrupted seconds. With extreme authority, the male spoke:
‘Stop!’ And his orgasm receded, as if the dick obeyed him. ‘Uuurh!! Uuuurhh!!’
Immediately, however, the prick reverted to rumbling and throbbing, getting ready for the twentieth nut!
The nymph writhed ferociously in his arms, unable to speak with so much spunk in her throat.
Pints and pints kept leaving her as the prick throbbed, enlarged, engorged and telegraphed the unparalleled potency that was about to come.
The super male’s prick ex-plo-ded!
‘Uuuurrrhh……!!!‘ He squeezed her whole body even harder. ‘Uuuurrrhhh!!!!‘ The power of his prick was becoming utterly surreal!
With the literal might of a volcano, the prick exploded inside the anus, giving the god the opportunity to cram some five or six inches deeper into the woman.
In this twentieth nut, pints and pints and pints of spunk blasted from his prick… in less than a mere second!
‘Mmmrrmm!!!!’ The super god roared and puffed, feeling thirteen inches of prick firmly placed in that bitch’s ass as she twirled and puked entire tanks of sperm through her mouth: bloooorssh, spluuuurssh, spluuuuursh….!!
Four gallons… five gallons… eight gallons!
In ten seconds, the male had nutted no less than thirteen gallons just on that twentieth nut!
Pargasus stopped walking back, knowing it would be a futile effort, and let the ocean of spunk touch his feet and envelop them.
The broth was scalding!
Fifteen gallons… eighteen gallons… twenty gallons later… and that twentieth nut was over!…
…and the male prepared for his twentieth first!
‘I’m sorry, Pargasus.’ He said, his voice making all the walls tremble. ‘But I think I’m gonna last a bit longer! Oh, ha, ha, ha, haa!!’
The incredible stud laughed uproariously, feeling his nut burst much sooner than expected: bluuurrsshh!!
‘Oooooorrrhhhh!! Ooooooorrrrhhhh!!!’ Accepting her fate, the nymph simply let the gallons and gallons and more gallons of spunk flow out through her mouth!
Vanessa didn’t know what to expect as she stepped into the church. Was God going to cure her of the fact that, well, she was one massive, cheating whore?
«Well,» she thought to herself, «that’s what miracles are for, right?» And that particular church seemed to be very prone to miracles, at least according to her friends.
At first glance, she was really impressed by the building’s presentation. «These Catholics really know how to live large, huh?» She turned her eyes to the meticulous Gothic architecture of the sprawling building, gazing at its stained windows as she knelt before one of the many long seats.
She looked at her Lord and Savior on the cross and was turned on by it. «God, what a hunk!» She whispered to the Lord in a silk, slivering voice inside her mind. «Your Son is such a hottie!» It was one of those Jesus statues where the sculptor didn’t spare expense in crafting every muscle and highlighting every ripped, tensed fiber of the body. Jesus’s thighs looked gym-rat swollen and his belly sported an enviable six-pack. Hell, even his chest was wide and chiseled. The Lord had a strong, masculine face, with a long, rectangular jaw, a long messy beard, and the blood pouring from his forehead into his muscular body made his sweaty frame even sexier.
Looking at that idol of redemption and self-sacrifice, Vanessa pucked her lips, then bit them, wondering how long and hard Jesus must have been in real life. «Given that he was the son of God, he must have had many blessings that the Bible doesn’t describe.» She smiled, looking at his long, strong, muscular legs, oh, my!
Some older ladies stared reproachingly at her, and she tried to breathe more calmly and gaze less lustily upon the Son of God. She couldn’t help with the reproving looks anywhere she went, though, especially in such a holy place. Mary Magdalen herself wouldn’t cause such stir if she walked naked in the temple of the Pharisees!
Not that he dressed immodestly or anything. «With this body of mine, there’s no way I can look modest. Like, ever!»
She was right. Even as she covered herself with a beautiful, white dress that looked like a tunic or a hijab, she still couldn’t hide the aggressive shape of her athletic body. Standing on the crowd was an unavoidable issue everywhere as she rose 6.2-feet above the ground with a massive, over-muscular frame to strike jealousy at any fitness goddess.
Her massive melons were proportional to her towering height: easily double-G cups that bounced very slowly, powerfully, and noisily everywhere she walked. They were not only unbelievably large, but also hard! Almost pure muscle, in fact, as if her fat was made of some uber-concentrated gel.
Yet there was way more to her body than just her world-shattering knockers. Her arms were ripped and bulging, thanks to the many years of intensive work-out dedication, and her waist was thin, but visibly firm and muscular. Whenever she went to the beach, dudes and ladies alike were jaw-dropped by the eight-pack she so casually displayed. Marvel-movie instructors usually checked her out for tips on how to train new superhero actors!
She was a thick, super goddess who felt no shame in having naughty, lusty thoughts about the Lord or whomever, honestly. With thighs as powerful as hers, she could easily crush any man foolish enough to provoke her. Her legs were built like boulders, and her ass had the firmness and power of two Everest’s. It was a rear so impossibly hard and large she needed two hands to count the traffic jams and accidents she had caused by men (and girls) checking her out.
Clothes, indeed, seemed to be the biggest of her problems. She had the height of a girl and a half and the body mass of easily three, maybe even four women, so every piece she bought and every custom dress she ordered needed to account for all that size. All in all, her full wardrobe was worth an entire factory. In a single day, she must have worn enough clothes to dress a small European village –and that’s with her trying to be modest, as was the case on that special day.
She pretended to pray while she spied her surroundings with her big, dark-caramel eyes, moistening her large, thick, naturally-amber lips as she tried to understand what was so special about that church. «Girls never shut up about it. It’s almost an obsession!»
“You’ve got to go there!” They said, always cryptically, with naughty smiles in their faces. “It’s really going to cure you of all your ailments.”
With a deep breath, she felt her sturdy gazongas defying the fabric of her dress. She couldn’t know what they meant by it, but deep down she had a faint understanding of the matter. She wouldn’t dare to miss on the church, even if she herself no longer believed in the foolish dogmas of her parents.
«Marrying was such a stupid idea.» She thought as she undid her praying stance and held the golden ring in her hand, screwing it around on her finger while she contemplated whether that idea was really worth her time. «A woman like me ain’t made for just one guy. Oh, no.» She felt the fire burning in her breast, them spreading around her wide, powerful mare-like hips. «Oh, no, no, I’m not.» She thought, giving a lascivious smile to Jesus.
Her body alone would require five guys a day to be satisfied –which was exactly the amount of man-flesh she consumed during college. It was usual for her to crack the cocks of lesser males and even wreck the beds of a few dorm rooms too many when she was feeling particularly aroused. She couldn’t help it, of course: when you’ve got the body of an Amazon goddess, you fuck like a fucking goddess. It was not her fault that men were rarely up her level. «It was so stupid of me to think…» She twisted her lips, «that my fucking husband would.»
Her poor husband! What a hunk, what a gentleman… and what a cuckold! She couldn’t help but feel really bad for cheating on the poor bastard, even though he was as perfect a husband as any wife could ever wish for. «Well, guess that’s just my nature!» She sighed. «A scorpion is made for stinging, a dog is made for barking, and I… I am made for fucking! You can’t expect anything different from me.» She stuck her large, imposing tongue out of her mouth and licked, very slowly and sensuously, the side of her lips. «Nor can you expect chastity or loyalty from a mare with the soul of a rabid snake like moi.»
Well, it was useless. If she was having these kinds of thoughts in church, no amount of confession would ever cure her. Her girlfriends must have just been playing with her, «those nasty whores.» She couldn’t hold her thoughts back even as she looked to the dying figure of Jesus Christ and wondered: «unless the Lord comes down from Heavens and personally fucks the soul out of me, I’ll keep being the raging whore that I am. It can’t be helped. I’ll divorce my husband’s ass, take half his money, and fuck my way into oblivion until my beauty eventually fades.» Which, she later pondered, would take a hell-a long time. «My body is so good,» she felt again a burning heat growing inside her, making every muscle of her massive physique throb and ripple, «that gravity will only have an effect on me when I’m 80… if that!»
While she was thinking about her awesomeness and getting off just by imagining her naked self, something else called her attention: by the sound of it, someone was coming from the back of the temple and walking towards her.
She opened her eyes. Everything froze for a second. «Oh…»
Walking towards her was a figure she had only pictured in her nastiest dreams or peeked in the covers of the filthiest erotica. Sadly, it was not a naked figure, but its sheer size and weight made all the sexy work for her imagination. «Fuck!» She thought again, resisting the urge of rubbing her eyes. «Who the fuck is this hunk??»
Stradling along the middle row of the cathedral, a priest made himself heard with his mighty steps and the loud, powerful swings of his humongously built arms. He was dressed all in black, with that clerical collar on his neck, and it was ridiculous how thick the man was!
God! The collar alone should have been worth the cloth of three other collars, for his neck was unbelievably wide as well as muscular, just like the rest of him.
Even though that man was all covered in tight, black clothing, that only seemed to make him more obscene. «Jesus Christ, look at those legs!» Her heart stopped. «What the fuck is that bulge??» In the myriad of muscles of that man, indeed, one feature between his legs became inescapable to any prying eye: a daunting mass of meat badly hid beneath the dark pants; a huge, sprawling snake clumsily curled into itself, with many knots and ties trying to make its gargantuan length just a tad bit less obscene.
By the time that walking, breathing piece of sin got to her, the poor woman was panting. The man gave her a most beautiful, shiny of smiles, and then she admired his perfect teeth like a rancher would the teeth of a horse –a huge, mighty, study stallion with balls worth five other horses!
“You must be Vanessa, right?” The priest asked, and for a moment she thought she was hearing the voice of god. That stud had the deepest, thickest voice he’d ever heard. Not even her husband managed to be so grave.
“Mm-mm.” She nodded like a little girl as that huge tower of a man stretched his massive, open palm to her.
“I’m father Gaston. Very nice to meet you.”
She looked to his hand, his arm, and felt a sudden tightening of her labia. Her cooch was not only wet, but soaking the tight, expensive panties that, for some reason, she thought would be a nice idea to wear on that day. Inside her crotch, she felt her ovaries working overtime before the scent and the aura of that man whose body, voice, size, and weight screamed nothing else but “I’m a perfect breeder, and my purpose is to solely fill up big ladies like you with dozens of strong babies.”
Before she even realized, she had spread her huge, thick legs a little, shaking the hand of that stud and feeling his power. «By… the fucking… gods!» She felt an explosion inside as she saw how her big, strong legs dwarfed in comparison to the massive hands (almost hooves!) of that man-bull.
How big was that stud?? Seven feet?? Eight?!
She could easily estimate the height of a man up to 6.6 feet, which had been the tallest dude she’d ever fucked –her husband—, yet that hunk tore past any of her metrics. He was a towering elephant, a monument of virility she never thought possible in the human race.
Men that big simply weren’t real! Like… their existence was a biological impossibility!
Yet there he was, a miracle turned flesh, shaking her hand vigorously and displaying the kind of effortless power that could be equal parts dangerous and arousing. That was a man who could elevate her to the heights of pleasures… as well as kiss her with a flick of his fingers!
Every inch of his massive, horse-like body screamed “power,” and there he was, wearing those constricting clothes, when instead he should be tearing her pants apart and sticking his mighty rod in her…
“So,” he broke her train of thought with his mighty voice, “you’ve got a confession scheduled for today, right?”
She tried her best to pick up the pieces of her mind and reply with her usually firm, “strong-independent-woman” voice.
“Y-yes.” She failed. The priest smiled, opened his arms and invited her:
“Then let’s start. I’ve never seen you before here, dear. Are you a regular of this church?”
«With a hunk like you as the father, I might as well become.» She thought as she bit her lips and answered with a more calm, confident voice:
“I’m not much of a faithful person, father. Honestly, I’ve never been to church since my teenage years. It was a phase that has long passed, but now…” Her eyes glided down on the man’s back. “Now I need help. Lots of help… father.” She was hypnotized by the rise and fall of that man’s powerful glutes. He had an ass almost as overdeveloped as hers, with the difference that his… was pure muscle!
«I can see the ripples of his muscles fibers under his pants!» She thought as her heart raced. «What the fuck! What is a guy like this doing as a priest?!» She walked with her legs closer together, rubbing her cunt as they approached the confession booth.
“Well, sister, whatever problems you may have, rest assured that they will be resolved today.” And he gave one final look at her before stepping into the booth. “I promise.” She saw a distinct fire in his eye right when he entered the enormous box. «Holy fuck!» She thought. The thing was easily four times the size of a usual booth. Lavishly decorated, of course, and apparently custom made for the cocky giant.
The priest waited for her inside.
“You can come in, dear sister.” He talked to her really like a shepherd to his flock or an older brother to his beloved sister. That authoritative, commanding tone made her groins burn like wildfire. As she spread her legs quickly, she felt drips of hot liquids on her thighs. Her cunt was literally dripping with arousal. «Jesus, girl, keep it together!» She looked up before entering the booth. «I know he’s a hunk built like a fucking boulder, but please, try not to be so easy!»
She never felt like that with any man, not even the bona fide horse that was her husband. There was something special about that guy; something ‘extra’ –other than the fact, of course, that he was the biggest human being she had ever encountered.
The massive woman entered the booth, which was large enough to accommodate two or her. Inside, through the wooden partition standing between them, she realized that, even with all that size, the booth seemed too small to contain all the size of the unholy priest.
The massive stallion noticed her curious look and smiled.
“This was the biggest the Church could find in the country.” He pointed up. “I’m glad it fits you, for you too –if you pardon my noticing—are a big person, a very well-built and muscular woman, but I guess it’s still too small for me.”
She cleaned her throat while looking at that massive man sitting before her. It was a pleasant weather outside, but the booth seemed to get as hot as an oven after just a few minutes with both of them inside. A faint steam formed outside it as the two well-endowed creatures gazed longingly at each other’s perfect faces –the perfect female watching the perfect male, and vice-versa.
Her heart beat with distinct arousal, whereas his was calm, though also naturally powerful. For every throb of his, hers throbbed three or four times. Before she could even think of something to say, she realized she was sweating cold. «Holy shit, girl! Get a grip! Be as mighty in will as you are in body!» The priest cut her off, however, seemingly reading her mind:
“Are you nervous, sister?”
She didn’t look at him as she answered. For the first time in her life, she was just too scared.
“I guess I am, father. The weight of many sins falls upon my shoulders. Sins that I’ve committed and…” She risked one glance at the stud, «sins I want so desperately to commit.»
All the time the father was laughing, though less condescending and more… enticing.
“What are those sins you have committed, my dear, beautiful big sister.”
She crossed her legs, making the wood of the booth creak.
“Is that how you speak to all your faithful, father?”
“To those who are beautiful and praiseworthy, definitely.” His eyes were set like stone in her body. His confidence was unparalleled. Jesus, she had never met a man even half as self-assured as that massive, walking piece of distilled masculinity! Still, she tried to clap back:
“What if some of them feel offended?” She quickly added: “What if I feel offended?” And the priest quickly replied:
“They never do, just like you aren’t.”
“Of course not, sister. I beg your pardon (again!), but you can take a good look at me. Women (and their husbands) are never offended when they get complimented by a gorgeous male like me. It’s part of their nature, you know, and my particular way of serving god.” He winked. “I spread beauty and prosperity through the word.” And she felt, deep down, that these were not the only things that father spread in his faithful.
“Very arrogant for a father, don’t you think?”
“No, my sister. It’s not arrogance, it’s just nature.” The huge bull moved around the booth, making it creak so hard it almost felt like it was falling apart. “But let’s go to your sins, which you need confessing. Tell me, sister, what is that brings you back to church?”
She had the urge of screaming “your raging, massive cock!,” but she got a hold of herself. In fact, her arousal briefly went into the background as the guilt set in and she confessed her sin:
“Father… oh, handsome father… I have cheated on my husband.”
“Uh.” The man simply said. God, how deep and powerful were even his most casual grunts!
“Many times. I have cheated on him many, many times. I have tried, oh father, to control myself and be a good wife, like the church or even society expects me to be, but to no avail.” She then looked at the massive man, and her face couldn’t resist a smile. “You see, father… I like men. I like big, massive men, with equally massive, horse-like cocks in their legs.” The father stood firm, smiling placidly, completely unshaken by her words.
“You’re very descriptive, aren’t you, sister?”
Her smile only grew bigger and shinier, with her legs slowly spreading apart and her whole self feeling much more comfortable inside that scalding box.
“Father, there’s no way not to. I think it’s important for you to, uh, understand the dimension of my sin.”
“Of course, sister.” The man stood fatally still. His eyes seemed to be sucking her soul and massaging her womb. “Continue. How many men have you slept with since you married?”
“Father,” she gulped, “I’ve lost track of it, honestly. I was faithful for a few weeks, but then I fell into the world. I don’t know what I can do to…”
“Let me stop you right there, sister, for I believe you have not heard my question right.” There was a burning, volcanic heat coming from him. “How many men?”
“Oh… is that important?”
He simply said:
“You will answer as I ask.”
Her pussy squirted a few threads of juices in her pants. Her body shivered and her right hand grabbed the partition in from of her. When the father spoke, she felt as if a finger had stroked her clit. Unwittingly, she experienced a quick orgasm there in the booth, and her sex juices formed small puddles on her feet, dripping copiously through her legs.
He found some courage and strength to reply:
“I’ve lost count of the men, father. I guess they were one a day, at first, then two, then five.”
“You’ve slept with five men a day?”
She felt a quick rush of shame flow up to her head –though it was quickly replaced by arousal.
“I used to. Now… oh, father, I usually do orgies with ten men a day.”
“Are you the only woman in those orgies?”
“Father, I-I don’t see how’s that…”
“You answer as I ask, slut, or I’ll end this confession.”
Her labia expelled a few more cups of cunt juice before she continued with her wavering, quipping voice:
“Father… yes, father, I am the only woman in these swarms of studs.”
“Well, oh, well, sister. And can you take all ten men by yourself?”
She looked up to that mountain of a guy, lust burning in her eyes.
“Father, ten men are my bare minimum. I need to fuck them three or four times in succession until I get my satisfaction. It’s frustrating, father, for even the strongest, sturdiest studs can’t take my body.” She ran her hands through her body, feeling the infinite folds and valleys of her mountainous muscles. “I milk them dry with my powerful cunt time and time again, yet most can’t take two sessions of fucking with me. Even as I let them rest for an hour, they never fully recover.”
Her hands climbed to her bosom, teasing an unbuttoning of the dress that shut her massive, double-G cup breasts from sight.
“I fuck three at once until they collapse in exhaustion on the floor, then I keep going until they’re all asleep, usually less than two hours of fucking. I’m thinking about sleeping with twenty men at once to see if they can keep up, but that’s never a guarantee.” She laughed with distinct arrogance. “Father, I’m afraid I need at least fifty men to get my satisfaction.”
“And your husband can’t perform his husbandly duties on par with your… mm, how do I put it?” He smiled. “Prodigious fecundity?”
She shook her head.
“My husband is an incredible man. A big, 6.6ft-tall, 250-pound, 14in man… yet he’s still just one man.”
Something in her confession caught the attention of the father.
“Fourteen inches, you say?”
“Yes, father.” She played with her tongue in her mouth, biting it while pressing its tip against her cheeks. “That’s the size of his cock.”
“Hard or soft?”
The question amazed her for a minute. «I mean… of course hard! C-can any man be fourteen inches soft?!» Still, she answered:
“H-he’s…” She tried to get her upper hand on that arrogant servant of the Lord. “In one thing I married right: he’s the biggest man a woman can fuck!” The priest then chuckled. “What’s so funny about it?”
“Oh, dear.” He looked straight at her. “He is not.”
Her legs were spread as wide as that booth allowed, with her knees touching each side of the cramped box. Her heart was racing; her sight, almost blurring.
“You… well…” She shook her head. “I want to be faithful to him, father. I want to be… a little less horny than I am today.” She dared to look at him. “I suppose you don’t have a solution for that, do you?”
As the priest moved very slightly in the booth, the whole cathedral seemed to rumble.
“Oh, sister, I do have a solution for you.”
“It has nothing to do with chastity, however.” He moved closer to her, his face towering over her body behind the partition. “You will always be a slut. A filthy, powerful, raging slut.”
“How dare you…”
“Shut up, whore, and listen.” Her body froze as the father commanded: “You will never be faithful to your husband –or faithful for any one man, for that matter—because that’s not your nature.” He turned his mighty gaze all over her massive body, examining her just like a hunter would do his large prey. “You’re a mare. A giantess. You’re a powerful boulder of a lady who requires dozens of men a day to survive. I know your kind and I don’t reproach you. The power the courses through your veins is comparable to the power of the Lord Himself: a pure power of creation and damnation; the power to give life, as well as to drain the life and the milk of all the several cocks you milk. You’re a beast, a titan, and there’s nothing in this universe that can cure your sex-crazed addiction if not more sex, and harder sex –fucking like only beasts can, for that’s what you are.” He showed her his teeth. “A fucking beast.”
At that point, Vanessa was panting, her breast powerfully stretching the fabric of her clothes, slowly tearing it open as she helplessly fought back:
“Then you mean… I’m hopeless?”
“No. There is one hope for you, though it does not lie on chastity or even strict loyalty to your husband.”
“Well, what hope is that?” She crossed her arms, making her huge milk-makers even more bloated. “Fuck my way to an early grave?”
“No.” The priest’s body seemed to enlarge. “Fuck just one other man.” He turned a large finger to his chest. “Me.”
A mixture of feelings ran over her body, which seemed in flames as she felt that priest becoming even larger, stretching the dark, restricting clothing in his gargantuan body.
“What did you say?”
“You’ve heard me right, slut. You’ll never be faithful, but at least you can replace all these lesser men for a man who’s up to the task.” Again, he pointed to his chest. “Me.”
She thought of laughing, but that man’s face was one no person could laugh at –not ever her mighty self.
“P-please!” She whimpered. “Y-you… oh, you can’t be serious.”
With a voice as deep as the bowels of the Earth, the preacher commanded:
“Open the partition.”
“Oh.” She just looked at the barrier between them, not for a second considering to disobey the massive man or even leave the booth and storm out of the church. Her hands wailed around the box until the found the slot for the partition. Slowly, she pushed it open, revealing the massive body of that human stud. “Fuck!”
The guy seemed even more massive when sitting down, with the obscene endowment in the middle of his pants looking like an engorged mountain of serpentine meat. Her eyes were throbbing just as hard as her heart, with her whole body shaking like a female pussy in heat. “Fuck!” She repeated. Her gaze could not get enough of that massive manhood resting between the man’s tights.
He spread his massive legs, making a coarse noise in the cabin. The sound of his meat logs was almost like a large, iron door rumbling. His thighs were as huge as Greek columns, yet so much harder!
Without control of her movements, she put her hands on those massive legs and squeezed them, feeling how his skin didn’t bulge even a fraction of an inch. That monster was harder than steel.
“Holy fuck! Do fathers work out?”
“I never worked out my entire life, bitch. This what you see is what Mother Nature gave me.”
“I’m a blessed man.” The father laid his hands in his crotch, fondling the serpent that lied there, semi-dormant. The monster between his monstrous legs was slowly waking up, twitching and throbbing as it felt the fresh female meat so close to it. “I’ll help you with your ills, and after that you’ll need no other man but me.”
“How c-can you…” But she squealed as the father grabbed her head and pulled her hair, squeezing her neck with the other hand just powerful enough so she could feel the immense strength that bison possessed in each of his plentiful muscles.
“Shut up, whore, and listen. I am the only bull you will ever need in your life. After your cunt is stretched and massacred by my cock, there will not be a man (or horse, or donkey!) who’ll be able to satisfy you.” With one hand, he grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it, making the massive knocker lactate.
Vanessa whimpered as she felt her juices bursting from her cunt. She was orgasming, or at least very close to it.
“I will fuck you day and night until you beg for me to stop. But I won’t stop, whore, I won’t; instead, I’ll keep pounding your slutty butt and cunt until they’re a puddle of meat as mushy and soft as the juices I’ll extract from your cunt with my massive, donkey dick.” A demonic smile appeared in his face as he serviced his hand with her breasts. “You said your husband is fourteen inches hard? Very well. I just so happen to be sixteen inches… soft.”
Her heart froze.
“What?!” She yelped maybe a bit too loud, forcing the father to squeeze her neck harder.
“Shut up, slut.” Yet her mind couldn’t shut up: «what?! What did he say?!» He was sixteen inches… soft?! Part of her wanted to laugh, another part wanted to run away for her life, yet her entire being wanted to submit and… be torn in half by that bull; that horse stud in a human body! “Fuck!!” The heat that consumed her seemed to come from the bowels of hell itself.
The father let her go, and she realized he had effortlessly lifted her body up a few inches on the chair. As her incredible rear hit the cushion, the booth creaked loudly. Smiling like the devil, the priest pointed to the monstrous volume twitching and hardening in his pants.
“I want you to go down and suck me, bitch. First, I need to see if you’re big enough to handle my tool.” While her mind wondered what he meant by “big enough,” the father kept bragging: “you’re clearly the biggest woman I’ve ever met, and easily one of the biggest on the planet, yet size alone is not enough to prove sexual prowess, you see.”
She managed a naughty smile.
“And what I said about the orgies? Isn’t that enough?”
“Bitches lie all the time.”
“If there’s one thing that can’t lie, it’s your lovely mouth on my cock.” The father unzipped his pants, exposing the white boxers stretched by that… fucking outrageous Lock Ness monster of penile meat. “Suck me. Suck me until I dump my load, you fucking whore.”
“Once you’ve had a piece of me, you can go back to your husband in peace. You ain’t fucking any other men but him… and me.” He gave a smile so arrogant even a college jock would call him an “asshole.” “Two men for the rest of your life instead of hundreds. Seem like a good trade in the name of your virtue, right?”
“You…!” But she was cut off:
“Shut up, whore.” He pointed down to his massive member. “Get the taste now of a real man. Come on. If you pass this test, then I’ll do to you what your husband or fifty other men combined can’t ever do. Suck me… or get the fuck out.”
Not a second thought ran through her mind as she gazed upon that scary monstrosity. «No! It can’t be! This whole beast can’t be real!» The prick was all curled over itself like a sleeping anaconda, and still it had in diameter more than most cocks had in length. «Fuck!» That penis couldn’t be real! It was anatomically impossible for it to be.
But there was only one way for her to know: assuming a penitent pose, she knelt before that man and crammed her face against his vast manhood.
The thing was hot and hard. Actually, the hottest and hardest thing she’d ever felt on a human body. «It’s harder than my husband’s biceps when flexed!» And probably thicker too. With her tongue out, she slurped all over that prodigious endowment without even bothering to take out the pants, feeling the blood flow inside it even beneath all that cloth.
“Bitch likes eating clothes? Wipe it out, you stupid cunt.”
She looked up, never able to get angry at a being so perfectly sculpted and a face so divinely masculine.
“I’m afraid of what I’ll see. Ouch!!”
With a powerful motion, the man slapped her cheek.
“Stupid hoe. Taste my manhood before I get angry and force it down your body.”
“Oh, daddy!” She whimpered, sliding her fingers inside that man’s pants and trying her best to pull them down. As hard as she tried, however, she kept failing. Only after many minutes could she pull that cloth down, for the man was so massive he stretched it to the brink of rip-and-tear.
Under the dark pants, he saw the prized manhood he so possessively guarded. The monster, all curled up, was like a tumor in his boxers. He could already see its meat from many parts of the over-stretch undergarment, throbbing and spewing juices from its engorged cum-slit.
With her tongue out, she tried her hardest not to cum as she pulled the boxers down. Then… *flomp!* The monster was freed.
The creature literally punched her face as it sprung free from the constraints of the cloth. *punch!* *flooomp!!* The noises it made were coarse and bestial. As it set soft on the booth, it reached down to its floor –a penis longer than the entire body of a child!
*Slaap!!* Again, her face was met with a blow from the priest.
“You giant, disrespectful whore. Don’t you see we’re in the house of god? Watch your mouth, slut, or rather: shut it up with my manhood in it, which is the only true manhood you’ll ever get the honor to feel!”
That monster sure was sure of himself… but how couldn’t he be?? She was still frozen before all of… that! That man’s soft cock was longer than a man’s whole arm, and when she wrapped her hands around it, she realized her fingers were far from touching each other on the opposite end. He was thicker than a bottle of tennis balls… and was completely dormant.
“Shit!” Her thick lips drooled. “Shit!” As her eyes went up the shaft, they were met by the monster’s cannonballs. To say that he had balls of bull would be too much praise to any bull; that guy’s testicles were as large as fucking pineapples, and so heavy that they forced his massive scrotum down to where his knees would be if he were standing.
Placing her mouth on that shaft and sucking its meaty surface, she held one of those balls with a single hand, which was incapable of enveloping even half of the sphere! Not only that, but her well-trained, strong biceps visibly bulged and stretched her dress as he tried to lift that ball and squeeze it. The monster was as heavy as a bowling ball and as hard as iron. She placed both hands –one in each ball—and played with that bull’s sperm tanks as she drooled all over his prick.
The beast was not only long, but veiny. Large arteries as thick as fingers throbbed on that monstrosity as she tried to coat it fully with her slobber. She worked that creature up and down, lowering herself to the floor and ripping the dress on her ass, slurping and spitting and sucking all that steel-hard rod, yet still she felt her efforts were for nil: the monster was huge to the point of needing five women like her to be completely caressed.
Still, she redoubled her efforts. She wasn’t going to bow down for one arrogant priest –as massive and horse-like as this priest was.
While she worked that shaft, her hands played with his balls. She could feel the heavy semen sloshing inside them, with the sperm-makers throbbing to produce more gallons of jizz as the priest lifted his head and grunted like a caveman, filling the booth with both his bestial sounds and the steam coming from his body heat.
“Uuurh!!” The huge stallion roared. She squeezed those sperm tanks more vigorously, knowing that this pleased him, and the priest started to move around the booth, making it creak as his massive body was overtaken by pleasure.
There was a brief fear in her that someone would hear that… but she no longer gave a fuck. «I want this animal in my mouth now!» She took the penis with both hands, which were still too few to grab and lift that indescribable anaconda.
“Jesus, you’re hung!” Her eyes doubled as that soft cock filled her arms. Her muscles were flexed and hard just with the act of holding that thing still. The man was more than huge; he was an aberration; his size made more acceptable only by matching the size of the rest of his body.
Squeezing and jerking the prick with her full arms, she felt it slowly growing hard. «God, this beast must be impotent!» She wondered. «There’s no way any guy can lift a cock this huge!» She almost laughed. «I’m pumping and squeezing this fucker with a power that would make Henry Cavill shoot his load everywhere, yet this guy…»
The monster interrupted her:
“Harder, my mare! Don’t you see I’m fucking built?! Jerk me harder if you want my seed in your stomach!”
“Holy shit!” She felt a violent contraction in her pussy and put her tongue on that shaft’s engorged head. The monster was way thicker than a fist. When she least expected, then, the creature bust a load straight in her face, almost drowning her. “Oorhh!!” A vast ocean of transparent honey coated her face, her hair, and her bosom, and then she realized that wasn’t exactly jizz, and indeed… “fuck! Is this just your precum?!”
The monster smiled.
“You will know when I cum, bitch. But I’ll have you warned: I nut like a fucking horse.”
With those words she came again, whimpering and panting as she ran her hands along that powerful mast, lubing it up with the man’s pre-sperm as the cockhead kept spewing new loads of precum on her body, enough to drench the entire seat and build a puddle on the floor, soon spilling out of the booth.
As the being engorged, she could hear the balls throbbing as they pumped more seed into the mega man’s massive body. The prick gained tremendous length in her hands, and her fingers were further stretched until she needed two full hands to envelop the whole mast of the monster. As she slobbered and sucked that mast, making her saliva drip like rainfall on the booth’s floor, her eyes were threatened by the titanic size of that ascending rod.
“God…!” Her pussy liberated juices on her panties with volcanic strength. She was cumming so hard that her fluids burst from beneath her torn-up dress, joining the lake of pre-spunk on the floor.
That monster, once hard, defied any description. It was bestial, it was demonic… it was something only Satan himself could have concocted! In the end, only a number couldn’t summarize it:
“Twenty-four inches.” The woman still wrapped her mind (along with her hands) around that massive sight before the brain could even process the number. “I am twenty-four inches long, you fucking bitch.” The priest raised his arms and laid his head on them, like a lazy king being serviced by his harem queen. “Ten inches longer than your wimpy husband. This is what a true cock looks like. This…!” The monster throbbed, “is the largest penis on Earth.”
For a second doubting her own powers of seduction, the goddess attacked that cock with all the might her many years of sluttiness have taught her. With both hands, she savagely ravished that prong while her mouth sucked the tip of the head, trying to force herself into it. The bull was as thick as two doorknobs, though, so it would need a lot more work.
Using her powerful abs, she made her dress rip as her muscles grew and her body managed an extreme, almost superhuman suction of that cock. The human-bull, for a moment, was caught off-guard by her amazing sucking. «Fuck!» He thought, instinctively holding her head and pulling it down.
She had crammed that monster into her mouth, but 23 remaining inches of monster cock still awaited for her lips. Fully aroused, that prick was totally vertical, forcing her to lift herself up with her powerful legs while bringing that beast down with her incredible arms, which strained every single muscle to their limits. Somehow, she felt that all her years of working out and crafting herself into a Spartan goddess were made just for that moment.
She cried long, fat tears as she sucked and pumped and pulled that monstrosity, ripping her dress everywhere in her body, exposing her muscular flesh to the eyes and the hands of the man, who loudly licked his lips.
“Let me see those knockers, whore,” and he tore her cleavage open. Her gazongas burst free, bursting parts of the dress with their own, pent-up energy, and they were a wild thing to behold. “Lush bitch! Look at the size of those milk melons!”
Gaggling and gurgling on his massing gong, she managed to say:
“Not as huge as you balls… you fucking bull!!”
“Less talking, more sucking.”
She moaned and went back to working that bull’s pole, while he lavishly worked up her knockers, squeezing her huge, throbbing nipples, as hard as steel and as sharp as glass, and feeling all the creamy milk that sloshed inside those humongous orbs just as she produced more rivulets of them and came creamy female spunk through her cunt.
“Aaahee!!” He rolled her eyes and cried more tears of despair as her cunt contracted and expelled another orgasmic sex sauce through her panties, so hard that it made a splash on the ground.
Her tits started spewing milk with the force with which that monster fondled them. His hands were so big she could almost envelop a full breast with a single palm, and his touch was so powerful that he effortlessly milked her like a cow –a feat only a handful of men ever achieved.
Her mind raced through many obscene thoughts as she felt that pole stretching her jaw immensely. Her sleeves were all ripped and torn apart by the intensity of her jerking, which made her biceps swell, bigger than many man’s, and she felt tired and defeated after so much fondling. That guy’s dick was a force of nature! Was she really woman enough to take on a beast like that?
A new spark burned in her breast. «Fucking asshole!» She thought, and with violence she popped her full lips out of that anaconda’s head.
“Who told you too…?”
“Shut up!” She snapped back, dangling those impressive mountain-tits near his cock. “Shut up so I can milk you, you wonderful bull stud!”
“Uurh. That’s how I like my bitches to be.” And he raised his head, enjoying his woman working her way up and down his pole. She placed that inhumane prick between her knockers and flexed her chest, pushing both milk globes against the rod. Her pussy quivered and her labia shut hard, expelling another wave of juices down her legs.
“Gaawd!!” Her eyes almost popped. “Fuck…!!” That thing was so fucking hard! To simply feel its girth and sturdiness was enough to make her cum. “I’m cumming just by touching your cock! Oh! Ohh!! Fucking… again!!” Her eyes rolled, her jaw dropped, her lips trembled, and her whole body wailed like a spasmic metal patient as another powerful orgasm racked her body and made her cunt blast juices on the floor.
“I’m waiting, cow.”
“Mmph!” She descended from the heights of that previous pleasure burst. “Arrogant little stud. Oow…” Flexing her chest and pushing her breasts against that monstrosity, she moved her body up and down the pole, wasting no time to attack it with virulence. Soon, the whole booth was shaking with her vicious movements, crushing that penis under the weight of her knockers while she practically jumped to cover it all.
With one arm, she held those two breasts in place while she used the other full arm to embrace that cock and pump it violently. Her monster bull started to growl and breathe steam out of his nostrils, his massive body rippling and expanding under his tight clothes, popping a few buttons of his shirt as the waves of pleasure were finally getting the better of him. She worked that massive pole for ten minutes until she started to feel her body sore, kicking a new gear by placing her knees on that bull’s balls and stimulating them with vigorous pulls and pushes.
As she almost knee-kicked those powerful tanks, she felt the scorching seed bubbling inside them. The giant testicles were vibrating, with wave after wave of creamy spunk coursing through his ducts like trains of virility, making his sack swell to double its initial size, covered with massive, thick veins and arteries that throbbed just like his testes and his penis.
The bull’s cum-pellets were so hot they produced steam! She felt all that burning in her skin.
«Crap! Oh, crap!!» Her muscles were getting cramped after so much action. «This giant is tiring me out!! It can’t be! Fuck, I’m just masturbating him!!»
With an arrogant smile, the monster finally looked at her:
“Tired of trying to make me cum, bitch?” She seemed surprised. “Don’t be so shocked. You will never make me nut, whore, not in a million years.” As if all her movements meant nothing to him, the monster leaned closer to her face, following it as it moved up and down, still very eager and powerful in his 24in man-rod. “Do you want me to end your agony? Then say it: beg me to cum inside you!”
Her pussy expelled new volleys of sweet girl cum as she closed her tearful eyes and swallowed her pride.
“P-please, I want your cum!! I can’t go on like this anymore!”
The monster grabbed her hair and shoulders, moving her up and down his cock on his own accord, using her like a cheap masturbatory toy.
“Say it like you mean it.”
And she exploded in words of pure desire:
“Fuck, stud!! I want your gallons of man juice deep in my cunt! Bust your buckets of jizz all over me, fill me up like the cum-whore I am, use me like a vase and a dump to all your sweet semen and fill me up like a hundred stallions, which I know is the power you hold in those two giant balls of yours!! Fuck, you’re so big and hung!! You’re so muscular, virile, and powerful!! Fill me up with your virility! Unload your oceans of spunk in me, knock me up like you’re breeding a whole harem of mares, inject your jizz in my cunt, hose me like a cheap whore, blast my womb like a balloon, and fill every inch of me with your mighty bull semen!!” She looked at him with many tears rolling down her cheeks. “Make me jizz girl juices as you jizz so hot and sweet inside me! Aaaww!!”
Just like that, the man grabbed her face, moved it up his shaft and, masturbating himself with his other hand, sank her mouth and teeth into the pole, which drilled into her like a sword on butter.
“I’m gonna bust you up, slut!”
“Goorh!!” She could only gaggle and cry as that monster folded her body like origami, placing inch after inch of his dick inside her while jerking himself off with incredible power.
The whole cathedral most have been quaking as that monster kicked his jacking to maximum gear. His grunts reminded her of a large pride of lions. The monstrous, pinneaple-sized balls jumped in his sack while the juice was compressed to a bullet-speed bursting point. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable.
“Oooaarrhh!!!” With a mighty roar, the male pushed her face down his face to finally penetrate her throat, which swelled like she was swallowing a watermelon.
His mighty seedmakers shrunk and he bust his nut directly inside her throat. Immediately, she sneezed a good bunch of that ocean through her nostrils. She couldn’t believe that was only his first short –and not even that! That was just the tip of his first pellet of spunk, which filled throat up like he suddenly had an entire cock down her stomach.
«Gaawd!!!» She felt the semen sloshing inside her belly and making it grow, with her dress ripping as her body stretched and inflated to accommodate the incoming spunk.
The monster’s first shot was a never-ending trail of spunk which easily filled up her stomach and throat, making her cough and sneeze most of the excess load through her mouth and nose. Yet the monster didn’t have just one shot for her –not for a mile.
As she heard the balls rumbling again, she braced for the second impact. The monster grunted long and hard as the pleasure burnt in his hips and another inhuman amount of juices sloshed from his balls.
The woman felt truckloads of seed increasing the pressure in her body, finding no other way to go but down from her stomach into her guts. The whole gargantuan cock was covered, then buried under piles of the sweet, creamy jizz as the floor too disappeared under its heavy white coating. Outside the booth, a casual wanderer could see the waves of milk leaking from the doors and spreading deep and wide on the floor. Yet the man was far from over.
Load after load after load of jizz burst from his prick with never-ending power, tearing up the woman’s dress completely as her body swelled so hard that even her muscles started to unravel under the sheer pressure insider her oversize, cum-ridden body. The spunk in her guts finally reached her anus, from which it popped like rocked fire.
“Goorh…!!!” She rolled her eyes and passed out as the man unloaded wave after wave after wave of frosty juice in her, spanking her cheeks as he himself came down from the pinnacles of pleasure.
“Wake up, whore! I ain’t even half-done with you!”
Letting the force of his ejaculations do all the work, he simply took his hands off her and let her head be popped out of his dick by his new loads. The monster had shot about thirty loads when her head broke free, and the thirty-first spurt burst so mighty from his cock that it splashed on the booth’s ceiling, bursting the wood and rising half-way to the cathedral’s ceiling. And that was still nothing for him!
“Stupid hoe! You’re all naked for me!”
“Goorhh!!!” She was writhing under the many orgasms of her cunt, the excessive lactations of her tits, the cramps of her muscles, and the outpouring of spunk from every orifice. Meanwhile, the man simply aimed his prick at her… and unloaded!
Splooorshh!!! Words cannot describe that massacre of jizz he did to her body: massive spurt after massive spurt propelled jizz pellets all over her body, coating her face and her hair, then her massive breasts, and her bloated belly, then finally her lower waist, drowning her under an industrial tank’s worth of spunk.
The jizz burst out of the booth in cataracts, no doubt making the whole cathedral smell like pure, condensed man juice as he just kept unloading and unloading seed on that cheap whore –a massive woman reduced to nothing near the power of his raging monster.
A single shot drowned her whole head. Another one completely covered both of her breasts under a five-inch layer of juice… then another five-inch layer on top of that. The jizzing kept going until her body was almost buried under virile bull seed, with the spunk rising so high on the booth as to sink even the man’s knees under a white, steamy ocean.
When he was done, the man-stud had unloaded over a hundred shots of seed on the woman, who was –by some miracle of God—still conscious.
She panted and looked amazed at her stallion, seeing that even her arms were sunk under the spunk.
“What… what…?!” «What the fuck was that?!» Her mind completed, and her monster read her like an open book:
“That, my sinful mare,” he cleaned her face with his huge palms, “was round one.”
Before she could even think about getting out of that pile of man junk, the booth was opened and the jizz lake slowly poured outside. The bull’s frost was so thick, though, that it moved like a very gooey gelatine.
Outside, a dazzlingly beautiful blond nun awaited them.
“Oh, hi, sister Miranda.” The priest from hell smiled. “I supposed I made something of a mess, haven’t I?”
Feigning anger, the sister replied:
“You should stop using the booth for that.” Then, she turned her eyes for the still-dizzy and numb Vanessa. “Is that a new one?”
“Yes.” He simply said, getting out of the booth with his monstrous cock still hard. “I also suppose you evacuated the church before I started getting her confessions, right?”
“Naturally.” Once again, she reprimanded the priestly stud: “you should be careful about these things, father. It won’t be too long until someone…”
“Shut, dear.” He showed her his opened palm and she, like an obedient puppy, immediately shut up, forgetting all the decor as she looked to his massive, hard, throbbing prong. “I’m going to work with her all night long. Is my room ready?”
The sister gulped and panted, giving a jealous look to the dizzy Vanessa.
“Yes, sir. As you ordered.”
“Great.” And, with a snap of his fingers, he called his huge mare inside the booth: “Vanessa, come with me. You’ve got a lot of confessing to do.” He turned to her and said in earnest: “I’m gonna rip you up like a fresh fruit, tear your whole body like a Christmas wrapping, and once I’m done nutting all of my gallons inside you, you will forever my slave and prime cum dump.” He snapped his fingers again, impatiently. “Now stop wasting my time and come with me. Your cure begins now!” She saw the man move away as her body slowly recovered its strength. She did not know if she was up to that bestial stud… but no force in either Heaven or Hell would prevent her from finding out!
Pargasus was aghast after seeing Zeus cram his prick in one pussy, just to immediately take it out and stick into the other cunt, cumming so strong that, even in just one second, the two wombs were filled to the brim!
‘Aaaaaaeeeeem!!!’ The bitches cried.
‘Oooorrrrhhh!!!’ And the gods came!
Blooooorrssshh!!! Zeus did them doggy, coating their backs with his seed as he rotated his prick in between their cunts.
Pargasus also ejaculated, struggling not to get too far behind.
Blooooorrsssh, bluuuuuurrssh!! Though his prick was a triumph within itself, it still needed to be trained for multiple blasts on so many different holes, like the mega-god so easily did:
‘Ooooaaarrrhhh!!!’ Zeus left his prick pointing up and… and!… ‘Uuuurrrrrhhh!!!’
The girls screamed, buried under hundreds of pounds of the most virile seed.
Vuuuuurrssshh!!! Like a hydrant, Zeus’s prick blasted up extraordinarily thick and copious loads.
The cracks all over the room started to expand and break the whole place in half.
In just one second, Zeus managed to cum five times on the ceiling!
The spunk blasted on the ceiling and rained back on everyone’s bodies, falling like white, heavy meteors: bloooorsstt, blaaaaaasst, blooooorrsssshhh…!!
‘Aaaaaaaiiimm…!!!’ The two women fainted. ‘Aaaaauuuh…!!’
Pargasus abandoned his current woman, completely drowned in seed, and left for the next ones.
‘Where d’ya think you’re going… little prick??’ With even heavier steps, Zeus followed him.
‘Oooooaarrhhh!!!’ Pargasus held his own prick high and… bluuuuurrsshh!!!… burst all over the place. ‘Oooooaarrrhh!!’
Zeus was pretty much the same, but much larger and more powerful!
That gigantic chamber was being completed flooded with jizz! There was not a place where those gods walked which had not been utterly filled with seed.
In twenty-three minutes of fucking, the amount of liquid ejaculated had grown to thirty thousand gallons!
Leaning down, Zeus grabbed not two, not three, but four women at once!
‘Oooorrrhh!!!!’ Trying to mimic his rival’s fertility, Pargasus grabbed other two ladies, and both super-male’s rammed their rods on their partner’s asses.
The screams multiplied, and so did the tremors all over the place.
Blooooooorrsssshh!!! Zeus managed the feat of filling each of those bitches in a tenth of a second!
‘Ooooaarrrhh!! Oooorrrrhhh!!’ Pargasus, meanwhile, needed at least half a second to fill up half that amount of pussy!
‘Uuuaaarrhhh!!!’ Zeus smiled, realizing that his sexual prowess remained unbeaten.
And the whores cried, covered under more semen than there was in all of the animal kingdom!
Bloooorrssh, bloooorrssh, spluuuuurrssh!! It was glorious to see the mountains of semen growing around and over the ripped bodies of those bitches.
‘Aaaaaaaiiiiiimm…!!’ The four bitches started to faint one by one. ‘Aaaaaaaiiiimm!!!’
Pargasus, for once, had also made his two bitches pass out; his ejaculations, though inferior, were by no means ordinary:
Bloooooorrssshhh!!! Struggling to walk due to the strength of his penile bursts, Pargasus looked for the next piece of meat.
It was hard finding his targets, however, as Pargasus dragged his feet on a 3ft-deep ocean of sperm —at its shallowest!
Zeus’s blasts, meanwhile… blooooorrsssh, blooooooorrssh, blaaaaassstt!!…, had built another 10ft-high super-mountain over his four unconscious bitches.
Twenty-four minutes of screwing. Thirty-seven thousand gallons of jizz!
‘Aaaaaiiiimm… aarrrrhhh!!!’ Pargasus snatched his next woman, fucking her with precision.
Gloooooorsshh!!! Gallons and gallons and yet more gallons straight in the cunt!
The woman cried, came, and squirmed madly like a bitch in heat.
Pargasus’s epic bursts, having already filled her up like a ballon, now build large piles of spunk around them.
While that happened, a laughing Zeus dragged many more women around, and only a few seconds later could Pargasus understand what his biggest, most hated and potent rival was planning.
‘Just one? Ha!’ Zeus teased him. ‘I’m disappointed.’ And he stopped cumming for a second. ‘Ooooooaaarrhh!!!’
Bloooorssshhh!!! A hundred gallons burst incontinently from his powerful horse dong.
The mega-god was dragging four women with each arm, and piling them up in a pyramid of sorts: four at the base, three in the middle, and one on top.
‘Ooooooaarrrhhhh!!!’ What followed was a massacre of unseen proportions.
‘AAAAAAAAEEEEEM…!!!’ The eight gals came in sync; Zeus penetrated their cunts in just half a second each, filling them up completely!
Bloooooooooorrsshhh!! In four seconds, the mega-god wrecked those eight pussies effortlessly!
‘Oooooaarrrhhh!!’ His roars made the entire palace quake: brruuuuumm!!! Buuuuuuummmm!!
‘God…!!’ Pargasus abandoned his current woman and desperately looked for another, only to realize… ‘wow!!’
He was out of women! As it happened, those eight girls Zeus was fucking were the very last in the entire harem!
‘OOOOORRRRHHHHHH!!!’ The god roared (and ejaculated) like a herd of a hundred bulls!
Pargasus, feeling his own balls swell in the lack of some good pussy, tried to get close to that mountain of women and take a piece of it.
Bloooooooorsshhh!! Zeus didn’t even need to admonish him, however, as his jizz blasts were so strong, so tremendous, so formidble that they alone kept the young man at bay.
‘Oooorrrrhh!!’ Pargasus couldn’t resist just standing there, though, looking at those women with his dick hanging; aiming his instrument at that pile of ladies… ‘OOOOARRRRHH!!!’
…he ejaculated pints after gallons after tons of spunk in their bodies!!
‘AAAAAAAEEEEEMM……!!!’ And the women despaired, one after the other going into the deepest, most angelic of comas.
‘Ooooooaarrhhh!!!’ Zeus kept fucking them regardless, however, as if that was a routine and unavoidable task.
Together, the gods’ ejaculations formed a freightening mountain of milk over the bitches!
‘Aaaaeeee…!!!’ Little by little, their voices grew fainter under the tons of spunk. ‘Aaaaee, aaaaarrhh…!!!’
‘Ooooorrhh!!!’ Pargasus growled, roared, felt his muscles contract and his whole body burst an even more ferocious, spectacular nut! ‘Uuuuuuurrhhh!!’ Roaring coarser still, Zeus too came with increased power.
Twenty-six minutes. Total load: 48,000 gallons!
‘Uuuuurrrrhhh!!!’ Both gods released fumes through their bodies. The spunk blasted off their pricks at 140F, so scorching it emitted its own steam!
‘AAAAAEEEEEMM!!!’ The girls screamed. ‘AAAAAAHEEM, AAARRRRHHH!!!’
The mountain of spunk had climbed to over 13ft-high… and the gods were still not done with their performance!
‘Aaaaaeeemm!! Ooooaarrhh!!’ Pargasus roared, feeling his eyes grow red. ‘Uuuuurrhh!!!’
The prick gushed so hard even blood came out of it: bloooooooaarrssshhh!! Its pressure was enough to dig tunnels in a mountain!
Twenty-seven minutes. Fifty-two thousand gallons of jizz!
‘Oooooorrrhhh!!!’ Zeus ejaculated over a hundred gallons a second!
‘Aaaaaaaaarhhhhh!!!’ Pargasus, ‘pathetic’ forty gallons a second.
The difference between both super-gods was obvious and incomparable: in less than twenty-five seconds, Zeus had wrecked forty-four cunts, while Pargasus had bred with just twenty-five!
‘Oooooaaaarhhh!!! Uuuuuuurrrhh!! Uuuuuuuurrrhh!!’
That was the chasm the young mega-stud had to leap over: he needed to become at least twice as good, as hard, as potent to simply match the lord of all Olympus!
«Shiiiiit!! Oooorrhh, fucking shiiiit!!!» Not that, in the middle of all that orgasm, that bothered him too much.
Both gods had reached the peak of their respective climaxes —and only the foundations of Olympus itself could handle the weight, the power, and the majesty of their spectacular loads!
Gallons and gallons and tons of spunk later… Pargasus passed out!
The sounds, the blasts, the roars, and the screams, all of them echoed in his mind like fragments of a dream.
‘Uuuuurrrrh….. oooooooorrrhhhh…..!!’Bloooorrssshhh!! Like the dozens of women he had fucked and tortured with endless orgasms, Pargasus body fell over the mountains of seed —remaining still, unmoving, slowly recovering its strength.
“I’m taking all your 26-inch horse cock in my body!! I’m feeling your monster loads straight in my breast! My womb is so stretched you could easily fit twenty babies in it!! God, my body is so muscular I’m worth at least two horses!! And I’m sucking, my horse, I’m sucking all your bull jizz like it’s nothing!! Oooorhh!!” Another massive wave of orgasms racked through her body. “Fuck you, you wonderful stallion! Oh, you goddamn horse, fuck you!!” She looked at him with pure fury. “Fuck…” She readied her body, “…YOU!!!”
And she pumped him! *booom!!* Oh, she pumped him so hard parts of the catacombs started to crumble, and Mariadne had to care for the bodies under the pieces of stone falling from the ceiling. The obscene, grotesque statues of the place cracked and splashed on the jizz-ridden ground as Vanessa pumped that dick with atomic strength, producing bass noises so deep yet loud that the poor Mariadne had to cover her eyes while she tried to save her friends. «Fuck these two!!» Her heart was racing. «How can these beasts fuck like this??»
Tremendous tsunamis of spunk burst from Vanessa’s cunt as the giantess froze in her place, overtaken by what could only be described as the most inhumane orgasms of her whole life. The continuous outpouring of milk through her tits showed very well just how ravishing was her pleasure. Once again, through her fingers, the goddess felt the bull’s semen flow through his balls, into his dick, and finally into her body, making it swell as the goddess fought not to lose control of her own being. «My god!» Vanessa was crying. «Am I really… Am I really…??!» She shook her head and came down to Earth. «No! I am not going to lose control!»
Still, knowing how massive the orgasmic attacks were, she kept squeezing the bull’s balls as she sucked his cock one more time, feeling the rivers of thick jizz run all over his testicles, heating up his dick and exploding in her incredible body. “Fuuuuuuck…!!!” Her tits seemed so close to literally bursting! “…yoooooou!!!”
All this time, however, it was important to note that the man wasn’t coming. Even though the monster had expelled over a thousand gallons of jizz through his prick –a pittance, for sure, compared to the fifty thousand gallons he had come all along that orgy—the beast was not actually unleashing his seed in Vanessa, but rather allowing Vanessa to suck his seed directly from his balls.
At moments almost dying, at others feeling bliss, the man crossed his incalculably-thick arms under his head, looked to Vanessa, and simply… smiled!
“You feeling good, my love?” The giantess didn’t have time to respond as her body was racked by another violent session of orgasms. “You look like you need some help.”
Terror and fear struck the Amazon’s heart. «No!» Her mind screamed. «It can’t be possible!!» Hosing the man’s pecs with her own milk, Vanessa saw the son of a bitch smiling so peacefully at her, like all that effort was nothing to his body.
“You fucker!!” She doubled the power of her suctions, suffering more orgasms in the process. “Oorh!!” The monster knew exactly what he was doing to her.
“You can’t defeat me, you whore.” His smile was fully confident. “Didn’t I tell you only I can dry my dick up?”
Vanessa stared back at him with incredible anger, trying to shut him up with another… *booom!!* mighty suction of the guy’s dick! The veins multiplied all over his body, indeed, and the man’s neck stiffened for a while, hardened by the surge of power and the intense agony of someone who was always one hair trim away from losing his cock.
“Do not! Call me!! A whore!!”
That seemed to be her man’s last straw: he got up! Vanessa couldn’t even scream as she felt her soul removed from time and space and her body transported to apparently many different places of the catacombs in a single instant. All she could do was scream and lose her breath as her back was violently slammed against the wall, cracking it and immediately making large sections of it crumble as the man looked her in the eyes and re-established his dominance:
“I will call you whatever I want.” And he proceeded to fuck her.
«Oh! My! God!!» Mariadne stood in her place, trying to understand just what had happened. Out of nowhere, the man conjured up enough strength to not just lift himself up on the floor in a fraction of a second, but to slam Vanessa’s body against the wall hard enough to make her sink into it and create countless cracks all over the catacombs.
Then, the muscle monster turned her cunt into pudding by ramming his cock on her with earth-shattering thrusts – literally: his pounding was so powerful that the cracks grew at a quick and steady pace, making greater parts on the wall and the ceiling fall as Vanessa’s body was drilled into the stone.
Once in absolute control of that beast, poor Vanessa now realized it was all a ploy from her monster. «I am 9-feet tall… and weight over a ton of pounds!» Her mind tried to pierce the words together in meaningful sentences as her very soul was fucked out of existence. «Yet still… I’m nothing!… next to this 3,000-pound, 10ft-tal, 26-inch-dicked stallion!!»
Her sight started to blur as her man pounded her into oblivion deep into the stone. She didn’t know whether the darkness was because she had sunk too deep in the wall or because she was just being fucked senseless by a 26-inch jackhammer with enough power to literally drill a mountain, but it didn’t matter: her mind just disappeared, and all she could do was to fight back against that bull with her pussy.
Gaston too was fighting against his own orgasms to pound that bitch senseless. He felt and saw his body sinking into the stone as he hammered that woman with enough force to kill a horse every second or so. After a minute of pussy-pounding and cunt-drilling, that god-stud could have torn through a hundred horses, yet the woman was not only alive, not only conscious, but actually fighting back. The beast had to take extraordinary measures to take that woman down.
“Rooooaarrr!!!” With a roar that made an entire section of the catacombs collapse, the bull pounded that pussy with enough force to instantly drill two meters into the wall, creating an explosion of stone and rubble that nearly killed the women who were passed out in the cave.
He didn’t care. Nothing else mattered to him anymore. He just wanted to discipline that woman and show her her proper place in the sexual hierarchy. However, as the dust subsided and the monster opened his eyes, still pounding her body relentlessly, he was met with her eyes staring back at him in defiance.
“Is this all…?” Her words couldn’t be heard under all that loud pounding, but he could clearly read her lips. “…you’ve got??”
“Whore.” The monster simply said, laying his hands around her neck, squeezing it, and then pounding her with enough power to tear a tank in half.
Vanessa felt her body pounded by an army of elephants, with that dick piercing and exiting her body so deep and hard her organs were shuffled inside her. She was being fucked by a man who could easily tear a horse in half through his anus, yet she was fighting back the beast like she herself was literally sturdier and more powerful than tens of thousands of horses.
As her body went deeper into the stone, with rubble and boulder falling all around her, the massive woman focused on fighting back against that cock and counter-sucking it as it pounded her, extracting gallons from the man’s prick while also striking him with knee-bending orgasms.
The monster roared and released steam through all his pores as he felt his dick so masterfully sucked, but he didn’t buckle; instead, he increased the pace and the strength of his pounding, making the entire catacomb fall in his back as Mariadne, growing distant by the minute, screamed and tried to save as many girls as possible.
The surprises didn’t end, however, as the couple emerged from the stone on another darker, more massive chamber. There was a loud explosion as Vanessa felt her over-muscular back rip though the stone and touch fresh air again, and the bodies of both studs fell into what seemed to be a large, spherical cave with a massive arena at the end.
They fell quickly on the ground, but the couple saw everything in slow motion during their fall. Vanessa stared defiantly at her man, double-daring him to pick up strength. «Come on, stud!» She seemed to say. «I’m waiting.» And her massive man seemed to reply «you fucking cunt! I will tear you in half before we strike the ground!» And he made good on his promise, plowing through her with supersonic speeds as their bodies fell like lightning on the ground, hitting it with the same energy as a meteor: BOOOM…!!!
Despite the atomic shock, there wasn’t a large mess following the impact. Several cracks grew on the floor, for sure, and a shallow, wide crater formed around the point of impact, but the arena as a whole remained intact, allowing the two beasts to keep fucking through it without great interruption.
“God…!!!” Vanessa puked spunk through her mouth, ejaculating squirt just as hard as she did milk through her tits.
Her god was fucking her mercilessly on the ground, her back drilling the floor as the cracks slowly grew and her sight got blurry and very briefly dark every time the monster pounded her –which was several, almost countless times per second.
The beast crushed her neck with a single arm while he bent his other arm behind his back and puffed more steam through his nose, fucking her with only one arm in her body, almost as if in a challenge to himself.
The beast was absolutely resolute in disciplining her with his dick. There was no love or caring in his face. Other than his dedication to extracting as many orgasms as humanly (or inhumanly) possible from her, he was going to tear through her body until she tapped on the ground in absolute submission. His face was twisted and his muscles were flexed, unleashing several nuclear power plants worth of energy in her body with every thrust.
Little by little, very slowly –the floor was apparently made of an impossibly-hard type of stone—the bull drilled his mare on the ground, pounding her with such ferociousness that his hips disappeared in one large blur in the air. The woman had her tongue out and her eyes bulged. Every minute she fought against her exhaustion, trying to fight against that bull, but failing. Whenever the monster felt her womb crushing his monster cock, trying to squeeze it into submission, he effortlessly picked up speed, ramming that woman’s waist against the ground, literally nailing her to the stone.