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A fitness diva falls in love with her gigantic futa monster!

I first saw her in the gym. It was impossible not to notice her, anyway, for she was so loud and boisterous it was almost as like there was a whole wrestling team on the place.

In a way, that image wasn’t too far-fetched: despite her being a woman just like me, and very into fitness and bodybuilding, she was on such a league apart that even many strong, potent men would amount to a single leg of hers—if that much.

God knows how long I stood still, just looking at her, with my sports bag still over my shoulder, blocking the way of all the other gym members who wanted to come in. In any case, they didn’t mind me; they too were standing still, eyes glistening and jaws dropped, with their teeny-weeny dicks growing and hardening inside their pants, witnessing that which could only be described as a pure miracle of nature.

She was biologically perfect. «Biologically perfect??» I covered my mouth and pondered on what I had just thought. What did that even mean? Did it mean that the woman—that perfect being—was as big, strong, and hard as a horse? Did it mean that she could wrestle a gorilla into the ground and tear his limbs off one by one like a kid plucking the wings of a fly, both brutal and effortless? Did it mean that she was as sexually charged and potent as a breeding bull, her body radiating so much energy that her surroundings were literally melting—the floor and the walls, not to mention the equipment quite literally being distorted by her heat waves? Or that her blood was so superhumanly powerful and scorching that, if she were to have kids, her offspring would quite likely be a new species altogether—much superior and more dominant than the pitiful human species, of which I belonged?

Well, whatever it meant, that expression fit her perfectly: she was biological perfection; the absolute, unquestioned pinnacle of humanity, and her wanton display of strength in that thing only reinforced that. “H-how much is she pulling?” I stammered as time felt back to normal around me, with everyone in the gym finally (albeit slowly) moving again.

“F-five hundred pounds.” Another dude could barely reply. “That’s her warm-up. She just casually picks the barbel with the heaviest weights in the gym and, uh,” he had to clear his throat all the time, “lifts them all the time. I mean, sometimes it’s non-stop. She showed us already.” The poor man—who, on other circumstances, would be a pretty intimidating, 6ft-tall muscle beast—crossed his legs all the time while standing, massaging his throat and scratching his crotch while he contemplated that beast of a woman pull the weights without breaking a fucking sweat. “One day she just did this exercise for as long as her body could take her. We doubted she would last too long, even for her standards, but that beast showed us just how much outclassed we were.” I was shocked by hearing such a big guy (for whom my pussy would usually swell) speak at an increasingly higher pitch, moving his hips and jiggling his waist just like a woman. “She did that all day long. We took track of it. Some of us even took turns while… watching her.” His tongue was trembling at his lips. “Seeing her pull those monstrous weights up.”

I watched her again, seeing the gorgeous muscles of her back throb and ripple. “FUCK YEAH!!” She was loud. “FUCK YEAH, OH, FUCK YEAH, FUCK YEEEEAAH!!!” She literally roared in the middle of the gym, pulling the barbel to the top of her breasts, yet no one dared to interrupt her—no one would have the balls or even the will to. When she was not uttering praises to her own peak physical performance, she was just roaring and growling like a pride of lions, pumping the weights faster and harder just to see how extreme she could push that display.

Everything in her was strength. She loved showing off just how much physically, mentally, genetically superior she was to everyone else. Just when I thought my eyes were deceiving me, I shut them hard and opened them again, shaking my head in the meantime, only to see again what I though had been an illusion: her skin was producing steam! The heat waves were so extreme that the air was distorted around her frame, creating something of a force field or an aura of pure energy, not unlike those we see in an asphalt street on a very hot day.

While the big man spoke and I witnessed her, I felt my pussy swelling and its lips throbbing. I was attracted to no girl, but that right there… she wasn’t a girl. «She’s a fucking monster.»

Her shoulder rippled and throbbed just like my pussy was. Oh, who I am kidding? They were much more powerful than that: her shoulders were huge slabs of titanium muscle, bludgeoning and rippling so much they felt like train engine pulling a whole mountain along the tracks. Her back was such a stupendous wall of muscles that the ins-and-outs, the peaks and the valleys of her fibers looked like some fractal work of art in nature. Their size and symmetry were just mesmerizing, all made so much more enticing thanks to the special glisten of her bronze skin. She wasn’t sweating, yet her body seemed covered in oil.

“She pulled those weights for sixteen hours before the gym had to close. Sixteen fucking hours! No one ever thought any human being could go so far, yet she did, and we were left utterly humiliated (and broke) by the end of that session.” Judging by how hard the big guy scratched his throat, I bet he was feeling all sore and painful there. “She didn’t break sweat. Sixteen hours. Pulling double what she’s pulling now. Sixteen hours! Sometimes, pulling the weight two, almost three times a second… for sixteen fucking hours!”

Just as the guy’s legs trembled when he recounted such a feat, the muscle Amazon gave her mightiest, most powerful roar—“ROOOOOAAARRR…!!!”—and the entire fucking gym, even the nearby buildings and streets, trembled like an earthquake. That woman was so inhumanly powerful that the barbel—designed to support great amounts of weight and pressure—was being permanently bent in the middle, forming an arc of metal in her hands.

She laid the weights down and flexed her muscles. “FUCK!! I’M SO FUCKING PUMPED!!” I heard many gasps and moans over the gym, with many a man excusing themselves to the bathroom with their hands over their crotches. Even the guy by my side was shaking and moaning like a bitch in heat, his right hand trembling in his crotch, almost grabbing and pumping his generous bulge right then and there.

I mean, could I condemn them for that? No fucking way. In fact, upon seeing her flex, I understood their arousal quite perfectly, even though I’d always seen myself as a very straight, even girlish woman: she was a marvel of sex and power! When I saw her biceps, my face flustered a little. She was ungodly huge, with arms at least twice as big as my biggest boyfriend. Her biceps bloated and vibrated like a heated sphere of iron, or a large steam tank about to explode—yet that thing would never break, never yield, for it had been designed since birth to hold enough energy to power an entire metropolis… and then some!

The huge vein along the curve of her biceps throbbed like a heart. I swear my eyes doubled in size once I caught a sight of that thing. It was huge, and certainly it wasn’t along: her whole body, as far as I could see, was covered with thick, sprawling veins, enough to power a whole herd of virile bulls—yet, in her body, even that ludicrous amount of veins didn’t seem enough.

The goddess flexed again, this time letting the energy flow all over her physique: “YEEEE-AAAAAHHH!!!” Walls shook and windows creaked as her body appeared to increase in size, her massive arms throbbing and her unbelievable, horse-thick legs bulging so hard the pressure between her inner thighs would certainly be enough to burst a bowling ball into dust. The ground under her (massive) feet started to cave in, and all the floor began to cave as she distorted it just like a heavy object would a spring bed. Was she putting on weight as she flexed??

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A stallion drinks the generous loads from his horny apprentice

I breathed quickly as that monster of a man brought his lips to my cock, warming it up with his scorching breath. Faint steams were coming through his nostrils —and he wasn’t even half warmed-up yet!

«My god!!» My head swirled. I couldn’t believe my incredible luck! «Finally happening!!” My heart raced. “It’s finally fucking happening!»

My muscles glimmered, sweating coldly as my heart pumped gallons of blood through my massive, bull-sized body.

The sturdy chair where I set was a solid piece of mahogany, impeccably constructed and heavy as a small car, yet not even this piece of furniture could fully withstand the weight of my body, as its wood started with my subtle, but vigorous quivers.

I was a prime stud of a man, a twenty-year-old caramel-skinned Alpha male with a few dozens of thousands of women under my belt; so heavy and muscular there wasn’t almost any space left on that chair for my massive physique, which now shivered under the expectation of being fucked by that… even greater, much larger Alpha!

“Holy fucking shit!!”

My master was a giant. There was no other way to describe him; a 7.1ft-tall breeding bull, with a shallow coating of hairs covering his entire muscular frame, which was so gigantic it dwarfed even my own.

I weighed 650 pounds of pure muscular perfection, yet that stallion of an old stud weighted no less than 800!

His head alone seemed to be the size of one of my pecs. His mouth could swallow my head and his tongue could easily pierce my throat and rip it open, if he so chose to do.

But he never chose my pain—not without my consent, at least. His massive mouth now descended upon my erect cock, which throbbed and gushed precum like mad on his face.

He paused with the tip of his tongue teasing my urethra, looking at me with those piercing, pitch-black eyes.

‘I see you gushing for me already.’

‘M-master!’ I panted, not knowing how to address that god-stud.

His massive prick touched my legs. The bull wasn’t just a bovine creature in size or strength, but also in endowment: between his legs dangled a 18in pussy-stretching, ass-wrecking monstrosity as thick as a large bottle of Coke.

His was a monster cock so humongous big any other man —even myself!— would be broken just after one hour trying to walk with that gargantuan thing. Yet he not only carried that thing with ease but at times even seemed to forget his tool, letting it stand upright, dangling side to side, while he lowered his lips to finally suck me off.

‘Fucking gorgeous cock you have, my bitch!’ And he squeezed my monster trunk with both hands, making me yelp.

My sight blurred for a while. That was too much for even I to bear. He ran his hands along my monstrous shaft, which wasn’t so much smaller than his own.

I was twenty-something years younger than him, yet sporting a 14in cock which never stopped to grow year after year. My meat-tub, accompanied by two of the fattest, hardest balls any male specimen could possess, grew at the pace of half an inch a year —versus my master’s a quarter-inch a year.

At 55-years-old, though, it was amazing that the mature bull could still grow more cock in a few years than most men had during their whole puberties.

My balls dangled low and hot, shivering with so much energy. The monster grabbed one of them with his hand, enveloping it with ease.

‘Sweet eggs.’ He complimented before masterfully touching my ostrich-egg sized gland.

I was aghast. Most women couldn’t grab a single of my balls with both hands, yet that gargantuan titan did so easily with a single hand.

His palm squeezed my sphere with power, stimulating the production of gallons and more gallons of milk. I started to scream like a madman, insanely forcing against the belts tying my arms to that chair:

My eyes almost leapt off my skull. I felt the gallons of spunk flowing up my balls, and so did my man: with his hands, he inspected the texture and the power of the semen running inside my testicular ducts, smiling as he lick the tip of my head with his tongue.

“Your spunk’s got the thickness of an Alpha male seed. It’s the second thickest spunk in the world, right behind my own.”

I roared and shook, feeling my sack growing heavy with the double stimuli of his hands and his words.

“Master!!” Suddenly, though, I fell into silence with my master crushing my sack.

The spunk flowed so hard from my balls I could literally hear it, like a very deep whistling of liquids running through a very narrow passage.

My organism filled up with spunk, with the gigantic veins inflating in preparation to my superb orgasm. I felt a little bit of my semen already flowing up my shaft, so close to shooting.

The male threw me another fatal look, however, shutting me up with his thunderous voice:

“Don’t you dare nut, whore. I want to feel your sperm reaching maximum thickness before you unload it.”

“Master!”

The gigantic man, then, put his hands on my balls, caressing them with such strength that I felt my stomach ache and my prick almost tear itself in the middle, so hard it was!

Jets of lube burst into the ceiling, where they loudly splashed, falling on us like rain. My body would end up infected if the spunk kept piling up so hard and heavy on my sack. My balls, which were already giant, had doubled in size at that point, stock-piling more spunk than literally fifty horses.

All of this my master felt as he masturbated them, pressing his fingers on my sack and feeling the fluids flowing inside.

“So much semen you’ve got. So much sperm!” He gave me that conman smile. “How many women have you knocked up to this day, young bull?”

I answered with a very frail, yet proud voice:

“Fifty-eight thousand mammas.” I puffed up my chest, making my muscles roar. “I’ve already unloaded my seed in over fifty-eight thousand bitches, all of which I bred with my powerful juice.”

“Good. You’re on the right track… but you need to fuck much, much more.”

His hands made me crazy! Tears were pouring from my eyes!

My body jumped, dragging the armchair on the floor. “Master!! Master!!”

The guy masturbated my testicles directly, sinking his hands on that spunk sack. My sperm was so thick that I already felt it like cement on my scrotum, literally weighting some thirty pounds per testicle.

I wanted an immediate release, but my master seemed determined to torture me to the very last second. Then I felt, before it even touched me, his tongue leaving his giant mouth and getting close to my prick, now at its full, glorious anaconda-length.

“God!!” My eyes were tearing up, delighted to see that monstrosity of meat. “This fucking tongue!! Your tongue…”

My master had ten inches of tongue –more tongue, indeed, than most men had in cock! His favorite pastime, as it happened, as to make women faint just with his tongue inside their cunts, which he sucked so masterfully before devouring with his cock.

“What a delicious cock!” He praised me right before laying the whole length of his tongue along my prick, licking it up very slowly, from base to head.

My cock ejaculated monstrous loads of lubes up in the air, almost all of them splashing on the ceiling. With his tongue and lubes, the male coated my entire prick. His tongue lapped around my penis and jerked it off like a hand. The pressure and power of his muscle were unbelievable, literally like the deadly hug of an anaconda.

I roared. My muscles burst, doubling in size.

The arms of the chair got a little lose after my vigorous motions. I was trying not to shake so hard, but I couldn’t help it: my muscles gradually fragmented that seat, which would soon turn to dust thanks to the intensity of my pleasure.

My mighty body burned so much that it was fully coated by a layer of steam. My master started biting my cock, giving it violent suctions with his tongue and lips.

The spunk flowed up my urethra, but I managed to control it in the very last moment: “ooorh-uuurh!!”

Still, a super volume of spunk bubbled up from the tip of my prick, flying eight feet up in the air before falling on my prick.

My master’s eyes glistened as soon as he saw that dense, white, thick liquid. His hands abandoned my balls and grabbed my mast.

“Quiet!” He commanded to my prick, squeezing it so tight that I thought my soul itself would be torn from my body.

I closed my eyes so that they did leap out of the sockets.

My balls lost control and pumped seed loudly through the rest of my reproductive system. My body was swelling with semen. Very thin, speedy threads burst from my compressed urethra, despite all the strength with which that monster squeezed me.

Smiling, he licked his giant lips.

“Bitch’s all crazy for me to suck her, huh?”

My breast expanded and contracted furiously, at the pace of my maddened perspiration. My voice was thin; my eyes, shaking madly in their sockets:

“Yes!! Yes!!” My high-pitched scream made the windows shake. “Yes!!!”

The male puckered his lips and moved them close to my purple, engorged helmet.

“Very well, little whore. Im’ma suck you off real good.”

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A Young Stallion fucks a Tank! (Full story)

What a wonderful feeling, having my prick crammed all the way up inside my delicious whore!

Ha, ha, ha! The guy must have been agonizing with all these gallons of spunk I was nutting straight into his guts.

Wow, wow! What a glorious feeling!

My male shivered and quivered, choking all the time, for massive loads of spunk flowed through his throat and exploded out of his mouth.

I had my prick well deep inside his rear: fourteen inches of thick, pussy-wrecking, ass-ripping manhood nutting straight into that hot, hard blonde’s intestines.

I roared, and the delicate glass items around the room shattered with my coarse, powerful roars.

My prick got deeper inside that ass, five or six times a second. In the quickest, most brutal moments, I crammed it some seven, even eight times a second.

A crack grew quickly on the wall where I crushed the body of my man, pounding his ass against the marble.

The huge cracks sprawled all the way up to the ceiling. The damage was getting so big and concentrated that soon a huge piece of that wall would fall on the ground.

I was fucking that sweet boy’s ass so hard I was going to tear up a whole in the wall!

My female convulsed with pleasure and unrivalled pain while I literally came gallons of spunk in ‘her’ anus. I felt his vast muscles flexing and hardening, which almost made me lose my damn head!

‘Oooorrhh!!’ And, with all this pleasure, my prick ejaculated even more gallons of milk inside him: bloooooorrsshh!!

I felt the copious broth run through my urethra like train wagons. It was a tremendous pain having to hold all this sperm at once, but anyway, that’s the heavy duty us mega studs need to contend with.

God didn’t give me a fourteen-inch prick, after all, for nothing! My whole genitalia weighed over thirty pounds, with my balls alone weighting about ten pounds each… when they were dry!

‘Uuuurrrrh!! Uuuuurrrh!!’ When they were full, oh, their weight increased disproportionally.

I was more potent than a horse, and certainly much bigger than a bull. My body was over 350 pounds of sheer muscle —and that was back then, when I was much, much smaller!

Back then, oh, as I was fucking the ass of my delicious Nordic god, I was no more than eighteen-years-old, and ‘just’ 6.7ft-tall!

That physique was already good enough, however, to bear a 14in-cock and a set of two, 10-pound balls, as all as to hold all the energy needed to move and pump all these colossal genitalia.

When I was over-aroused, my sack could fill up with about a quarter-gallon at a time!

My spunk, however, wasn’t like any average man’s spunk; it wasn’t the watery, sticky, disgusting spunk most males came, but nothing less than the thickest seed in the universe.

That’s right. Even today, when I unload my sperm inside a woman, sometimes I myself take loads of my spunk with a hand and play with it like clay.

One can build giant balls with my milk, as if it was rubber or a giant chewing gum.

Today, my semen weighs about a hundred pounds per gallon, but back then it was considerably ‘lighter,’ no more than sixty pounds per gallons.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooaaarrh!!’ As I unleashed my truckloads into my princess, my muscle blonde swelled and became immensely heavy with my load.

Through his body flowed about two gallons of seed at every given instant, holding about a hundred and twenty pounds of my seed, burning like a steam engine inside his guts and belly.

Blooom!! Blooom!!! While I came and my little whore ejaculated, huge pellets of my sperm splashed on the floor: blooorrsh!!

The entire house quaked, like there were meteors hitting it.

It also quaked the harder I screamed, feeling all those tremendous discharges in my prick. ‘Ooooaarrh!!’ My muscles flexed. My body became larger and exorbitantly hard, thick, hot, and heavy.

At that point, I was about 6.7-feet tall and was adding inch after inch on that mark with all the power that was building inside my muscle fibers.

My blond boy’s sweet, delicious body grew higher on the wall as I grew and gained mass, pulling him up with my prick crammed in his ass.

Mercilessly, I took some three inches of cock from him, just to cram them all back in his ear, asking myself how haven’t I burst his guts by that point.

Many ladies, even dudes had been hospitalized thanks to my power.

I’m not going to deny: I’m an irreprehensible and careless fucker. With my family’s wealth, I could always buy myself out of any trouble, then good pussies (and asses) were never in short-supply to my voracious prick, even when it shot out fatal, body-ripping loads.

Still, that didn’t mean I liked to nearly kill my partners at every fucking. Oh, far from that: sexual power is amazing, but after a point it becomes mightily dangerous.

The first woman I ever fucked, for instance, stayed in the hospital for about three months, for I had wrecked her cunt and womb with the sheer might of my discharge.

I had lost my virginity at the age of six, you know. Though incredibly precocious, even back then I sported an 8in schlong, with more muscles than even guys three times my age, so I didn’t need a lot to seduce that hot, tasty, busty woman before me.

I made her faint about five times on the course of two hours of fucking, and I needed to call an ambulance after I shot my full load—over a gallon and a half of boy cream inside her.

If I hadn’t learned to be much more careful back then, there would be no woman or man who would withstand the brutal force of my discharges, which could blast concrete and bend steel.

It was exceptionally rare to find someone —especially a girl— who could withstand all my power, and precisely because of this that man in front of me was so amazing!

‘Gooorrsshh!!’ He kept coming, nutting lubes from his gigantic prick (but minuscule if compared to mine) while I destroyed his rear and fucked gallons in his rear. ‘Gooorrhh!!’

That marvelous Nordic male had the most perfect body I had ever seen in any man besides myself… and my master! A mountain of muscles, he was a 20-year-old Nordic god with the fame of being one of the greatest pussy-wreckers in my uni.

Judging by all I’ve heard about him, he had slayed over six hundred pussies by that point at had arrived at college. There wasn’t a single hot woman in town who hadn’t heard his name, and almost no one with whom he hadn’t broken a bed with his ferocious fucking.

The guy had lost his virginity by the age of thirteen, and since then he hadn’t stopped. Fucking ladies at about a hundred per year, it was no wonder that he was one of the finest, biggest, hardest, most potent males of all.

A pity that I was so incomparably superior. Oh! There wasn’t any discussion about that! The fact that he had once thought, even for just a second, he could possibly compete with me was no less than ludicrous.

For 600 women, well, that’s what I had fucked in my first year alone! Until my eighteenth birthday, well, I had slayed over seven thousand hotties, having sometimes had to move out of town, state, or even country to find new, fresh meat.

I needed little, almost nothing to seduce a new female and lead her to bed with me: all that I needed were a few words, some seconds of visual contact, and minutes later she’d be writhing in my prick, coming five, six times a second with every single inch I crammed inside her pussy, her mouth, her ass.

My prick, like everything else in my physique, was supernatural in its ability to generate orgasms. Maybe it was its girt, maybe it was its unsurpassable thickness and harness, but my prick could literally lift the body of a woman if I thrust my hips higher.

The pleasure screams of those nymphs was the most common sound of my life. None of them could resist for too long, after all, just staring at the obscene bulge under any short I was wearing.

When soft, my prick was still about eleven inches long, with a thickness comparable to soda bottle. I had in cock what most man didn’t have in arms.

The ladies coveted my huge tool even harder than they did my gigantic body, which matched perfect those immense jewels I carried between my legs.

My eggs, by the way, were the size of ostrich ones, and able to produce as much sperm as it was needed to seed an entire city.

I roared while thrusting my prick in that tremendously thick, bloodied anus.

‘Uuurrrhh!!’ I roared, rolling my eyes with indescribable pleasure.

My balls, well, they contracted like two hearts, literally sending gallons of spunk through my cock, fecundating that rear with thick, loaded rivers of semen every passing second.

I didn’t simply store semen in my testicles; I churned them out immediately as I ejaculated them, giving the impression that my jizz-storage was endless.

That why my ejaculations were so tremendously long: with all the energy in my body being converted to the production of the world’s thickest, densest sperm, my horse prick could sustain orgasms for over five unbroken seconds.

All in all, when my prick finally calmed down and I stopped ejaculating, I was standing in a twenty, maybe twenty-five-gallon pile of my own jizz!

And that was just a single ejaculation! Nothing prevented me, oh, from nutting an equally formidable about after just a few minutes of rest.

In fact, for my prick to even start to grow soft, I needed to come at least five times —and each of those times, as you might have guessed it, ended with a mess of over ten, twenty, thirty, hell, fifty gallons of sacred man juice.

‘Oooaarrhh!! Aaaaarrrhh!!’ I roared when feeling the tasty, scalding liquids flowing through my urethra.

The cracks on that wall had gathered around my male’s waist, forming a rater on the wall as soon as a whole section of it was pulverized, falling like power on his feet.

I kept cramming that prick in his body with all my power. With that delicious, extremely hard and heavy male, I could finally cut loose and let all the power of my virility and sexuality run amok in his body.

Well, not so much. That was still just half my full power, after all.

All and all, if I really wanted to, I could easily rip the intestines of that man and open a whole from his anus up to his brain with my ejaculations.

I literally had a cannon for prick; my strength was not comparable to any living creature, but only to military objects like tanks or ships —which I had personally filled with jizz, by the way, in some spicy episodes of my past.

‘Come on, boy!’ My manly master once presented me before all his male friends, true Alpha males of the country’s elite, all of them incredulous about my abilities. ‘Show these fuckers what you’re capable of.’

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!’

‘Ooorrh!!’

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.’

‘Oooh!!’

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.’

‘Ooooh…!!’

And they didn’t know in whom to focus: if own on horse body reducing that tank to a pile of metal rubbish or if on the even larger, more awesome body of my master, whose shirt he had unbuttoned down too his abs.

‘After he’s done with that tank, I too am going to give it a little quickie.’

‘Ooooh!!’

And, cocky and confident, he tore off the rest of his shirt: vuuuushh!! The giant cloth was thrown up in the air, flowing down on the ground.

 ‘Wow!!’

His spectacular, even more massive body was exposed for all to see, and one of the little guys dare couldn’t control himself any longer, shooting his tiny, pecky load on the ground:

‘Gooorhh!!’

Spuuurt!! Some pathetic jets of semen left its even more pathetic dick, basically falling between its own feet —not every man, as it seemed, could cum nearly as much as me or my master.

‘Careful, now.’ The old man said severely to the horny little dudes. ‘I’ll break the bones of whoever shoots his load anywhere near me.’

‘Ooorrh!!’

The still couldn’t pay attention in nothing else but his phenomenal physique.

While I was a naked super bull, with my caramel-skinned muscles glistening under the sun, my master was much more mature, with vast swaths of hair covering his torse, going down his abs until his waist.

‘Wow!!’ That bull was even more massive than I was: 7ft-tall! 450 pounds of muscles! ‘Wow!! Wow!!’

I heard the exclamations of those around me and gulped dryly, trying to fuck that tank harder so as not to lose my focus.

Jets and yet more jets of steam left all the pores of my body.

I no longer perspired; I ejected jets of steamy sweat through my pores. A while, dense layer of steam formed around my body; waves of heat created mirages all around me, as if my sexual power could bend the very fabric of space.

‘M-m-my god!!’

I gave the audience even more reasons to be jaw-dropped as I pushed that tank a few more meters down the hill, fucking its barrel at least nine times a second!

I felt the veins of my prick actually touching the sides of that wide barrel. My prick was obscenely fat and thick, surpassing eleven or even twelve inches of girth.

I felt the veins growing around my balls, sprawling all over my sack while waves and waves of spunk were expelled from there down to my body.

With tears flowing down my eyes, I felt the pressure would soon be too big to contain.

My urethra widened and my penis throbbed violently, expelling my first jets of lubes inside the barrel.

‘God!!’ I roared, and my hands crushed that barrel even more powerfully: crooooorsshh!!

If I kept going like that, it would soon be impossible to cram all of my prick in such bent-over barrel.

Staring at me, my giant master spoke with his thunderous voice:

‘Don’t you take too long, young man. I know you take time to cum, but my colleagues don’t have all Time in the world, apparently.’

He was right. Judging by the way those vermin masturbated before our bodies, oh, I think they didn’t have but seconds before passing out in pleasure.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ Still, I simply replied: ‘I’m done… in a minute, master!’

Blooorsh, blooorsh, guuursh, bluuursh…!! I felt the tank filling up with the loads of lubes my prick injected in it.

Waterfalls of thick gel fell from the barrel indie the bullet compartment in th vehicle, and from there they sprawled all over the car, filling it up slowly with the gallons of liquids I came unendingly.

My prick made the whole car vibrate. I felt the veins swelling to the point of almost bursting while I kept fucking that tank with the same power as all the bulls in that farm.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ The steam was exhaled through my nose with even greater force and heat. ‘Oooaarrhh!!!’

The barrel was bent further the harder and quicker I thrust into that car. With a hand, I released the barrel and grabbed my balls —which were so swollen only one of them fit in my palm.

Feeling the fire all over my veins, I started masturbating those balls for good, and this failed from making me shoot out a generous load of lubes.

My god, the power of those seedmakers! It was impossible to even imagine how my master —or any male in the world, actually— could actually have a sack more powerful than that prized one I carried between my legs.

Hot and sweet, I could feel the seed being loaded up at the base of my cock.

‘Oooaarrhh!!’

The broth finally started to flow from my testicles to the vesicles, and from them all the way up into my urethra, which started to heat up and throb, almost independent of my will.

I had over five gallons of spunk stockpiled inside my body: so much spunk, in fact, that it wasn’t a shock that all the broth was about to be released by itself, independently of my will.

‘God!!!’ I squeezed my heavy balls harder and harder.

It was an amazing sensation, that of producing more seed that probably all the rest of the animal kingdom combined —and even more indescribable to feel those same balls producing loads of spunk that would rival the full ejaculate of about five hundred studs.

Violent pulsations overtook my waist. I was dangerously close.

The tank was dragged further on the ground as my body gained some two inches of height thanks only to the pure power that rushed through my veins.

The veins grew and swelled all around my hips, and my balls looked like two gigantic, dried-out grapefruits, totally wrinkled thanks to the obscene number of veins and arteries that surrounded them.

I felt in my waist a burning sensation like I had never felt before in my life; after years and years fucking women with all the care and gentleness in the world, oh, I had finally found a whole big and strong enough to take on the full power of sex!

‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ With that tank, I could finally let go. There was no reason for gentleness anymore! I could release my full power!… destroy everything!… and still, no one would end up hurt.

Well, at least I hoped so.

‘M-m-my g-god!!’ The men in the audience couldn’t even speak properly, shivering thanks to the intensity of their frenzied masturbation. ‘G-get this over with!’

I shut my eyes, twitched my face, and thought: ‘Alright, then!’

I stopped thrusting in that barrel, and instead I took all my prick out and then… boooooom!! I crammed it all in with the greatest strength imaginable!

The metal bent over! The car was dragged back on the ground!

I took the prick out and crammed it all the way back again, repeating the movement… and the thunder!

As great as the horror of my audience was, it was nothing compared to my own agony:

My waist suffered hundreds of explosions simultaneously. The whole floor trembled as I extracted my prick from that barrel once again, leaving the tip of my helmet just outside the muzzle, which them I… I!…

BOOOOM!!! I fucked with total strength!

My prick hardened and throbbed. My balls unleashed all their content!

My ejaculation had started —and none of those poor fools was about to believe their very eyes.

With unimaginable power, I felt a thick stream flow through my horse prick, almost tearing up my urethra, travelling all the length of that shaft in a fraction of a second and blasting with total power inside the metallic frame.

PLOOOOM!! The car made a coarse, thunderous noise, like the world’s biggest, coarsest bell.

My long roar came afterwards, moved by the impressive strength of that liquid pouring from my prick.

I felt my muscle fibers being undone along my prick thanks to the pure pressure of that inconceivably dense, thick broth: blooooorsshh…!!!

My roars split the skies, and I felt as if all my waist was about to burst!’

‘God!! Holy fucking… shiiiit!!!’

I squeezed my meat club, making the many vein throb and my prick basically get stuck in that cone, in which I ejaculated inconceivable amounts of spunk!

‘Gooorrhh!!’

Within seconds, I had some about three whole gallons! My prick was literally shotting at a pace of around half a gallon per second!

‘The balls!! My god, look at that monster’s balls!’

My balls, in fact, swelled harder and harder before deflating with equal intensity, unloading another wave of spunk through my genitals.

My sack was so scorching that steam literally burst from its pores. A white cloud of steam formed around my waist, as if I literally had a steam engine in my hips.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooorrh!!!’

I could hear my liquids literally sloshing inside that tank: splaaassh, splaaassh, splassssh!! My master crossed his arms in front of his huge, tremendous, muscular pecs, smiling with great pride while he exchanged some cocky looks with his friends. ‘My young man is just getting started!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’ And those pathetic men came, with all their dicks out, while I kept ejaculating my monstrous loads of spunk in that tank.

My body leaned forward, taken with pleasure. The barrel of the tank bent over even further, obstructing the flow of my spunk.

The spunk started bursting back into my body, sprinkling all over my caramel-skinned muscles.

‘Ooorrh!!’ The audience was shocked… and fucked! ‘God!!’

The spunk which flowed in my prick was so abundant the barrel of that tank alone could hold all of it!

I turned my face all the time, trying to avoid the speedy jets of spunk I came in there.

‘Ooorrhh!!’ I came. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ I came even harder!

In twenty seconds, I had come over twenty times, at a pace of about a full gallon per second, filling half of that tank already.

And that was still just me getting warmed!

«Oooorrhh… oooh, god!!» I felt my balls getting mad, throbbing like two hearts at an insane pace of three pumps per second —each throb producing an extra half a gallon of seed per ball! «God!!»

The steam that came out of them was so strong that I felt my skin burn with its intensity. Booom!! There was no way around it! Broooom!! With explosion in my hips, I moved forward, dragging the tank on the ground and bending its barrel even further, making it twist and turn like papier-mâché.

Flexing all my powerful muscles, growing to a height of well over 7.1ft-tall, I tried to fix that barrel with my hands just to give my spunk a little bit more room to flow.

Blooom!!-blooom!!-blooom!!-blooooom!!… my prick now throbbed at least three times per second. After forty seconds of nut, I was sure the tank was weighing an extra four hundred pounds with all the seed inside it!

I listened to ever fainter, even longer noises coming from the sides of the car.

Looking briefly to its doors, I saw tiny white threads ebbing and dripping on the floor. The tank was so full that, even with all its fuselage, my spunk was bursting out of it.

‘Holy… fucking… shiiiiit!!!’ I roared, and my prick unleashed even more uncontrollable loads of broth in that vehicle. ‘Oooorrhhh!!!’ An explosion. ‘Oooorrh!!’ Another explosion… ‘Ooorh!!’ And then another one!

The spunk abandoned my prick like rocket jets, and everybody around me fell with their knees on the floor, coming so hard with my uber masculine performance.

The level of the spunk lake inside the tank grew enormously, all the while my huge chest was painted white with all those jets bursting with immense pressure from inside.

One of them hit my face. My hair was painted white, and I felt my skull hurt with the weigh and thickness of that broth.

My spunk, after all, weighed about sixty pounds a gallon back then.

 ‘What a bath, Renato!’ My master teased me, and I came even harder as I laid my eyes over his amazing, unbeatable body.

The gigantic man fondled his own prick, so huge under the dark jeans he was wearing.

I had never seen that man naked or ‘in action,’ but maybe that day I’d have my jackpot.

First, of course, I had to stop coming, which was particularly difficult, considering that my prick was so happy and freed.

«I’m coming… aaaarrhh!!… everything I could never come till this day!»

All the pussies I had to pass on because they were to small and too tight for my donkey cock.

All he girls over whose bodies I had to came because, if I dared to come inside them, I would literally pop their bodies like balloons.

All the muscular women with whom I had to take the utmost control not to hurt and sent to a hospital, not to accidently kill!

All the jerking off I had to avoid because, even though I was alone, my orgasm could destroy an entire room or even the whole house I found myself in.

All this repressed sexual power was finally being released there, in that tank; a load of at least twelve years of repressed frustration, now finally released with all the world’s abandon.

My muscles throbbed as soon as I felt my balls swelling harder and compressing with equal strength, much stronger than ever before, sending continuous, endless jets through my urethra.

Craaarck, craaarck, craaarck!! I looked down to the cannon’s barrel and saw crack growing on the metal while I stretched it with my dong.

 ‘God!!’ I roared. ‘Holy fucking shit, god!!’

My prick was throbbing so hard and swelling so much that its girth had become greater than the barrel’s width, stretching out the metal to the point of rupture.

My body moved forward, dragging the vehicle again. Craaaarsshh!!

My face was drenched with all the gushes of sperm while the tank literally became a deposit for over fifty gallons of my virile seed.

Giant, thick, throbbing veins carrying gallons of blood flowed through my vast body, feeding it with the gallons of blood that would be needed to carry on such tremendous power.

My monster genitals released more steam jets, temporarily blocking the view of my body, surrounding it in a scorching mist.

My thick broth blasted inside the spunk-brimming tank. Little by little, I heard its metal bending: craaank, craaack, crooonk!!

The sides of the car had literally started to expand, its bulletproof metal to bend. What I feared the most was finally happening, right before my eyes? The tank was so full that it started to inflate… like a balloon!

‘Oooooaarrhh!!’ And my prick came, came, came and came and came and came, its endless orgasm surpassing a hundred gallons! Bloom-bloom, bloom-bloom!, bloom-bloooom!!… my balls throbbed and pumped gallons and gallons and more gallons of spunk from my organism, producing equally scary loads of spunk!

‘God! Oooorrhh!!!’

My master, near the audience, held his own massive prick inside his boxers, looking at me with a smile both proud and envious.

‘There’s no god to help you, young man.’

‘Oooaarrh!!’

‘Cum! Cum everything you can, young man! I want you to fill that tank to the brim!’

The earth trembled! My prick came another unbelievably large load of spunk inside the tank.

I felt the fluids reaching up to its ceiling —or rather, the floor—, showing that the vehicle was completely filled with spunk.

Immediately, I felt the broth flowing back in the barrel until it finally touched my own prick.

With every new ejaculation, now, I was cumming in my own body —there wasn’t a single cubic inch in that tank where I could stockpile my spunk.

In despair, I removed my prick from that cannon —or at least I tried to, for the monstrous phallus had been stuck inside.

‘Be careful, young man!’ My master provoked me. ‘You’re about to blast this tank… or rip your prick off!’

‘Go fuck yourself, daaaaamniiiiit!! Oooooaarrhh!!’ I didn’t give a damn to my bull while new and more powerful orgasmic waves took over my body.

With the final ejaculations, my titanic prick was pushed out of the vehicle, whose barrel was completely deformed.

With a final roar, almost ejaculating blood with all that power… BOOOM!! My prick was finally released from that barrel, causing a phenomenal, thunderous bang.

The audience lost their control, with men falling face to the ground thanks to the intensity of the orgasm they felt.

And that was still not everything!

‘Ooooaarhh!!’ I roared. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ Squeezing my muscle, vein-ridden prick, I aimed my powerful prick at the sky, where… ‘Aaaarrhh!’

Bloooorsshh!! One orgasm! Bloooorshh!! Two orgasms! Bloooooorsshh…!! A third, inconceivably long orgasm!

My prick was still shooting powerful loads into the air —so strong, in fact, that they barely fell over the vehicle’s carcass, but flew some sixty feet away, forming obscene arcs beyond those fields.

My roars proceeded, making the Earth literally trembled, all while my prick came and came and came and came and came and came, as there was no tomorrow.

‘You’ve beaten my record, boy!’

The jets seemed to fly beyond the horizon, some of them landing on the trees of the forest nearby, bathing all the trees in white.

Craaackkk… craaaack!! Many branches broke off and fell on the ground, for my spunk was too thick and heavy for them to bear it.

Gulping nervously, all the men were knelt around me, unable to believe that immense, 50,000-horse-strong virility in a single teenage prick.

‘M-m-my god!!’ Their fragile, pathetic voices came out shaky from their throats. ‘M-m-my g-g-god!!’

I experienced my final thrusts: bluuurssh, bluuuursh, bluuuuurshh!! Little by little, staring at the sky, I saw my jets losing intensity and my prick coming more weakly.

Finally, after some ten seconds coming like a crazy savage, my jets finally started falling back on the tank, painting it all white.

Steam burst from my nose as soon as my body heat up brutally, suffering from excesses of energy from those final ejaculations.

Soon enough… broom!! An immense cold took over me, and my muscles all vibrated with great power and virility as my orgasm finally subsided.

‘Oooorh!!’ The thermal shock was so intense that I was forced to give two steps back, dizzy, almost falling over. ‘Oooorh!!’

My prick still ejaculated, however, and much more powerfully —each nut actually being equivalent to some forty or sixty guys.

‘Fuck!! My god!!’ Came the little men around me. My broth continuously poured on the tank, painting it all white.

The vehicle soon looked like a vanilla cake, covered entirely with my manly layers of Chantilly.

‘Oooooaarrh!!’ Letting the prick go, I fell flat on my back. Booom!! The earth quaked as my 300-pound body fell, yet my gargantuan prick still kept coming, sending another wad or two into the sky at every freaking second. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’

Completely aghast, I saw everything double as I squinted my eyes and waited for the energies to return to my body.

Life, however, didn’t want to give me another second’s rest: broom!! Brooom!! Brooooom!! Feeling powerful tremors, I laid down my head and looked to my right, from where that noise seemed to come.

My heart throbbed with incredible strength, and my body was energized again, for behind me, moving away from the cadre of pathetic men, I could see my master… my incredible domineering bull!… giving ample steps towards the tank.

‘How good that you’re done, my young man.’ The powerful man said without even looking at me, with a compenetrated expression in his face and a large hand inside his pants. ‘This nut of yours was very hot. So hot, in fact, that I have my prick all hard right here.’

And he looked at me for a single, brief moment, giving me a wry wink before walking to that tank and position himself before the barrel I had just ejaculated on.

 ‘Time to empty my sack.’Vuuuuusshh!! In a simple movement, my incredible master lowered his pants, revealing to us the tremendous monument he carried between his legs.

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Three hyper muscular, uber virile studs–one more gigantic than the other, each capable of cumming GALLONS with their horse-sized pricks–compete for dominance!

The gigantic bear walked amongst us, showing off that which was the biggest, most magnanimous instrument humanity had ever seen.

My eyes practically doubled in width, and immediately I regretted having looked at him, for the humiliation was far too great.

‘Time for me to empty my sack too.’ Spoke the bear, magnanimously, with his muscles atop muscles moving powerfully across that field, before all the scared faces and dangling chins.

That masculine greatness was far too much was our brains —even to my own!

Stopped before that wrecked tank, my master let go a huge laughter. I couldn’t take my eyes from his phenomenal prick, almost a third leg dangling strong in between his legs while the male laughed.

‘Well, well, Renato! You destroyed this tank, I see!’ And he spied the sides of the vehicle, which I had turned upside down on that field. ‘Impressive! The fuselage is completely wrecked! Holy fucking shit.’

While my chest burned with envy, humility, and profound, undeniable desire, my master squatted, putting his face on the bent-over barrel of that tank and peeking on its insides.

As he squatted, his powerful glutes became much more prominent, vibrating with the tremendous power of his muscle fibers.

«Holy fucking shit, young one!» I swallowed, making a coarse noise with my huge throat. That was the tightest, most delicious ass I had ever seen.

My master, knowing very well he was admired and spied upon, commented how proud he was when witnessing the impressive amounts of load inside that tank.

‘You filled up this tank with semen, huh, my young man! Holy fucking shit, you little horse! You must have come some a hundred gallons here!’

The male took a deep breath and flexed the powerful muscles all over his body, looking to the carcass of the vehicle, which was covered in…

‘Spunk! How much spunk, Renato! You came over a hundred and twenty gallons, god damn it!’

I took a deep breath and flexed my muscles, not letting myself be too intimidated by the power of that old bull.

‘I’m much better than you… old man!’

The monster turned his face to me and, smiling in an enchanting manner, stretched out his arm, showing off all his formidable muscles.

 ‘You sure about that, young man?’ And, without warning… broom!! He flexed his arm!

‘Oooorhh!!’ Everyone in the audience lost their ground.

‘Wow…’ I quietly whistled and gulped discreetly once more.

That man’s arm formed the biggest biceps I had seen in my life!

I was one of the biggest, most powerful, virile males ever, and yet that man, so much older than I was… had a biceps twice the size of my head!

‘I’m still twice as powerful than you, young stud, so you better learn your place.’

‘Wow… wow!’

The male flexed the muscles of his incredible body. His back turned into a wall of pure virility, with dark hair going down discreetly into the middle of his ass.

Brooom!! The floor quaked as that stud flexed his muscles, showing to all of us the amazing virility that flowed in his zero-fat body —all muscle everywhere.

‘Oooorhh!!!’ The super-male roared, feeling the prick inflate. I still couldn’t understand the pure size of his prick —and I was the second most well-endowed male on the fucking planet.

«My prick is fourteen inches wide.» I beat on my chest and grabbed that gigantic cock, which was so thick I could envelop it all with my hands. «I have a real meat club between my legs, and even then… this man is…» I gulped nervously. «A monster!»

Yes. That mature gentleman was something completely different! He was on a different level altogether —and something told he was about to show me just how great that difference was!

The mega-male held his prick, making the enormous veins throb and harden.

My prick had more veins that whole arms of bodybuilders, and even them I felt like a child before the sheer power that seemed to flow in that bull’s much greater, much more numerous veins.

Huge!! The guy was huge, enormous, and more ripped than I ever imagined any human to be!

The male held his prick with one hand. The tool was so huge that he too couldn’t hold that thing with a single hand alone.

In fact, a woman wouldn’t be able to envelop that monstrosity even with both hands! It was pretty obvious that the prick was not only long, but also much thicker than me.

Gulping all the time, I felt my breath picking up pace. «This guy’s soft cock is larger than my hard one!»

That’s it: my master’s prick must have been some fourteen-inches long… when soft! Now that it was getting semihard, however….

‘Oooorrhh!!’ The bear roared. ‘Oooorrh!! Ooooorh!!’

My god! That pussy-eating monstrosity was surpassing sixteen inches of length.

The male put a hand in the tank, oiling it up with all the spunk I had come.

‘Wow!’ He was amazed, smiling again with the cockiness of Alpha males who know they can never be surpassed. ‘Is this all spunk, young man? Impressive!’ He grabbed a fistful of that nectar. ‘Thick!’

Yes, that was true: my spunk was so stupidly thick that it behaved more like a solid than a liquid, forming mountains as high as four feet every time I stopped ejaculating.

‘You like my spunk, oh, you horse?’

I saw the chiseled supermale crunching the spunk in his fingers, measuring its consistency and elasticity.

‘This spunk is almost solid!’

I smiled with the side of my mouth.

‘You should see when I’m truly aroused. Not just jerking off, no, but really coming inside a woman, releasing all my semen…’

‘Yeah, yeah, I can imagine that.’ His smile grew wider. ‘I too am much more potent when I’m fucking for real. Still, even just jerking off…’ He lowered a hand and looked straight at me. ‘I’m much, much more powerful than me… young man!’

His friends, all with their pants low and dicks hard around us, were exasperated, barely believing what was about to happen.

‘Y-you’re… are you going to…?!’

But my master shut them up with his impressive voice —the voice of a god:

‘Shut up, you little shits. Look here! Look!’

‘My god! My god!!’

My male turned to them, showing off his titanic prick as he held it with just one hand.

‘Wow!!’ The males shivered, some of them falling with their chests on the ground, jerking off crazily and painfully before that sight of a pure virility they would never possess in their blood, ever!, even well past thirty generations of breeding with the finest males and females on Earth!

My master and I were literally more endowed than horses —though he held a clear, almost glaring advantage compared to even me. I moved around to get a better view of his gigantic dong. Before managing to see it, however, my eyes first caught a glimpse of his… indescribable balls!

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I could feel the electricity bursting from her cunt at about a dozen times per second; she was feeling orgasms at the pace of her electrical signals in her body; the massive loads of orgasms were long and torturing; some took dozens of seconds, some took well over minutes, but all of them made her feel like she was dying and closer to heaven (or hell), and all made her body feel burning and her muscle fibers tearing up under the unbelievable stress.

As an inevitable physical reaction, all her holes starting pouring hot juices all the time: her tits splashed milk on my face and my own bosom as her gaping cunt hosed gallons of nectar on the grass, building a river which soon loudly flowed down the hills, creating ponds on the forest around us.

Her body was either seized by electrical orgasms or thrashing around in pure agony. As she hugged my massive, muscular back again, she clung to me like a sloth on a tree branch, and then she started shaking while her nails pierced my back deeper, drawing blood and tearing my skin apart.

The pain only made me more ravenous and merciless. Kissing her nape and her neck very slowly all the way down to her tits, I struck her with multiple orgasms at every kiss while the most massive orgasms kept raging on her cunt. “Thirty.” I counted them in between kisses. “Thirty-one. Thirty-two.”

PLEEEEASE!!!” She despaired. “STOOOOPP!!!” She was crying and even snorting as I readied another nerve-shattering orgasm in her cunt; her current orgasms diminished just a little while my fingers stimulated several new spots in her, activating massive central nerves which I pushed and made explode with electricity.

FUUUUUCK!!!” The tears started raining from her face as I felt literal sparks on my finger in her cunt. The divine flood that poured from her was both jaw-dropping and comical.

“Thirty-three.” I counted, adding smaller multiple orgasms to that massive, God of Orgasms with my kisses down her tits. “Thirty-four. Thirty-five. Thirty-six and thirty-seven.” Sometimes, new waves of orgasms appeared on her body without my knowledge or control. “Thirty-eight. Thirty-nine.”

My girl stopped screaming and spent a long, five-minute session just staring red-eyed at the sky. Seventy-four massive, tissue-tearing orgasms seemed to strike her, building up to a hundred and eleven massive waves of orgasms in total. «A good warm-up,» I thought while gazing upon her tits.

As I ate them, I counted the smaller multiple orgasms multiplying in her body: «a hundred and twelve… thirteen… fourteen-fifteen-sixteen… eighteen… twenty-two…» One could literally see the waves of electricity rippling through her body from the orgasmic focal points I created. In that left tit which I sucked, for example, the literal waves of energy burst from her sore nipples, which hosed so much milk in me I literally coughed and expelled a some of it back through my nose. «Holy shit, you fucking cow!»

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A Brazilian Amazon rips the clothes off her body just with the POWER of her muscles and crushes a literal BOULDER on her thighs! [FREE PAGES!]

From her spread out legs came a steamy squirt. The thread of nectar splashed on my legs and bathed them in woman cum. I smiled as I flexed my guns and showed her the sheer power and hardness of my biceps; a leathery, stretching sound came from them, like two thick belts being twisted to a ripping point. The labyrinth of veins and arteries that covered them could hardly be described; my guns swelled to enormous proportions while she could literally see, from the distance, the pints of blood being pumped in my arms, giving them the strength of a goddess.

“C-can you crush a boulder with those legs?” She asked me, her tongue dripping with desire. I looked down at her body and genuinely admired her. She was like a supermodel, if supermodels had boulder-crushing thighs and asses of a Brazilian goddess.

She was a blonde Barbie girl from a perfect American lineage, daughter of a massive, rich Alpha stud and a drop-dead supermodel, but she had also inherited an ass and legs able to rival my own.

“I bet you could.” I snapped back, and she replied by loudly flexing her own, fair-skinned legs. I could see the hundreds of fibers hardening and her Greek-column thighs swelling to obscene proportions. “Damn, girl!” I commented while also flexing my abs. “You’re a mare!” And she giggled, feeling the ground shake around us.

There was an earthquake going on in those hills while we showed each other our muscles. Per my friend, the stud of her farm was plowing relentlessly through his two hundred mares, fecundating them with his seed and guaranteeing new, healthy breeds of strong horses to her parents.

I doubted the validity of her claims, however, as I heard and felt the powerful rumbles and quakes of the land; the barn was still a mile away, yet I could feel the action as if it was happening right by my side.

Sometimes, the quakes and the booms were strong enough to steal our attention. Her body lightly moved on the ground whenever the stud seemed to be particularly active up there, though this could have also been explained by her sheer arousal for me.

As my blonde girl felt the energy rush through her legs, her incredibly swollen and hardened pussy expelled more thick juices of cum on my body. Every time she squirted, she did so loud and messily, with brothy juices squishing out of her cunt.

My abs burned, hit by that awesome juice. My lips drew the most beautiful of smiles as I looked down and saw my body dripping with her nectar, the sheer testament of a woman’s fertility coating my skin.

I flexed my six-pack and enraptured her gaze. Powerful veins sprawled through my neck as my six muscles throbbed and bulged obscenely, and then two new more muscles were added to the pack right above my pussy, the sheer power creating an aura around my body.

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A giant stud with a 24-inch horse cock and his beloved giantess wreck a harem and fuck through walls! [FREE PAGES from our combo!]

“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.

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