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Powerful lesbians fighting to see who can squirt the hardest… and who can drink the most!

Gushes as strong as a firetruck’s hose blasted from her cunt.

I too felt Paola squirming and convulsing incredibly hard on my body.

‘Vanessa!! Vanessaaaa-aaahee!!’

My orgasms were so intense they literally crushed my lovers’ organs! It was too much power for their bodies to handle, no matter how big or muscular or ripped or busty or gigantic they were.

‘Oooorrhh, noooo…!!’ She cried. ‘Nooooo…!!!’

Paola writhed more feverishly than ever over my body, announcing she was so close to passing out.

«Sometimes I’ve gotta be careful not to kill my girls with so much spunk!» I thought, all cocky and shit.

At that pace, I swore, my girl was going to shit herself! It was important, therefore, that I made her faint before such an emergency.

I was already tired of her, to be honest. It was time to make her sleep so I could finally focus on who truly mattered.

«Camila! You hot fucking bitch! Don’t you tell me you’re about too make your own girl sleep too!» I thought, looking at the horny, ripped brunette and the blond Victoria squirming on her arms, her eyes swirling so hard I was afriad she was going blind after so many orgasmic convulsions.

The only question remaining was which of us would make our partners pass out first: if I with Paola, or Camila with Victoria.

‘Aaaahee, aaaaaheee, aaaaaaheeemm…!!!’ With her voice much fainted and higher, Victoria left it clear she wasn’t able to withstand that agony…

… for one…

… second…

… longer!

After countless, more violent tremors… bruuum!! She fainted!

‘Ooorrhh…!!!’ Her orgasm kept going on, however, even while she was unconscious.

Camila literally breathed steam through her nostrils. What a fucking horse, she was!

‘Oooorrhh, uuuurrhh!! Oooooaaarrhh!!!’

«Oow, oow, so fucking delicious!!» I thought on the spot, seeing all her muscles flexing in a wall of feminine perfection. ‘Oow, so fucking gorgeous!!’

Even while unconscious, Victoria kept shaking and screaming!

‘Ha, ha, ha!!’ I laughed out loud. ‘Let her go, Camila! Can’t you see you’ve ruined her enough?’

‘Oooorrhh, uuurrhh, uuurrhh!!’ The giantess gave me a naughty look. ‘Yours too, bitch!’

I looked at Paola and indeed saw her threading along her last straw.

‘Oooorrhh… ooaahee…!!!’ Her screams were very shaky and feeble. She really was at the edge of sanity.

One second… two seconds… three seconds… and bluuump!! There! Finally unconscious!

Her body went limp in my arms, like a balloon suddenly losing all its air. Her pussy, however, came even harder on my fingers, as if challenging them: bluuursssh, bluuuurrsssh, sbluuuuurssshh…!!!

Like Priscilla by my back or Victoria besides Camila, Paola would be suffering from orgasm after orgasm, even screaming while unconscious long after I put her to sleep:

‘Ooorrhhh!! Ooooaaaiii!!!’ God knows when her orgasms would subside!

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A Greek God on Earth – Chapter 4

The view was fantastic.

‘Oooh, wow!’ She was jaw-dropped, floating near the lake’s shores while her superman unloaded gallons of lubes on the stream above the waterfall.

His penis hadn’t stopped ejaculating for ten minutes straight.

«My god!» She thought. «This guy is a horse.»

Not even horses, indeed, would come close to nutting as much as that superman.

«My god!» She licked her lips. «Muscles! So many muscles!»

The guy’s arm was literally thicker than her thigh! He must have been over 7.6ft-tall! With a body like that, it was no wonder he sported such an equally large endowment.

She licked her lips, seeing the simply unbelievable size of that phallic monstrosity. Even in cock the man was comparable to a horse or a bull —if said bull, of course, could nut rivers of precum.

‘Ooooaarrhh!!!’

Bluuursshh!! The thick gel exploded from his prick, flying as high as rockets over the waterfall.

‘My god… oooh, my…!!’ The woman melted. The male was ejaculating so many lubes that the lake was almost entirely made of gel. And more: the waters were overflowing to the rest of the valley and the forest beyond, covering the grass with his virile broth.

«How much can this guy nut… when he actually gets to the semen??» The woman licked her lips again, seeing that titan’s powerful balls dangling in between his legs.

Leaving the lake, she laid with her back on the ground, her enormous tits pointing to the sky, and spread her legs to the gigantic stud.

‘Fuck me!!’

The male immediately turned to her and roared, as if the sight of the fresh, tight, rosy cunt awakened his most animalistic instincts.

Without a warning, he made it rain ounces of lubes over that female, who screamed and squirmed while being covered by his broth.

‘Aaaahee, aaa… aaaahee!!!’

When the male was done, the female was covered by some three gallons of pre-spunk.

The male approached. Buuuuuum!! Buuuuumm!! Buuuuuuum!!! The girl’s body jumped on the ground with that horse’s heavy steps.

«By the gods!» She thought. «How can such a youth be so manly??»

The guy’s prick was so hard it pointed upwards, pressing against his abs and reaching up to his pecs.

From that angle, his magnificent balls were completely exposed, striking fear at anyone who saw them.

‘Oohee!!’ The woman tried looking at it, but the prick ejaculated loads in her face: blooorrssh, blooooorrsshh…!!

That man was an Adonis in the flesh; a Greek god statue who, quite frankly, would make the Greek gods themselves blush.

Stopping one foot away from her, the male felt his prick ejaculate another formidable load of lubes. Bloooorrsshh!! He lifted his head up to the skies and roared:

Ooooooaaarrghhhh!!!’

The earth literally trembled with his powerful call, thicker and stronger than many lions’. Soon after, he looked to his female, so defenseless and ripe.

‘Whore!’ He said, squatting down to grab her legs.

‘Aaahee!!!’ She instinctively protected herself, throwing light kicks at his body. ‘Aaahee!! Fuck!! You brute!’ It felt like she was kicking an iron statue! The super-male could barely feel her kicks. She tried kicking him harder, just to test his strength.

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The Endowned Stallion (Part 1: Cowgirls in Love) – Chapter 1

I was struck by Giancarla’s beauty as we climbed a long hill up to her barn. Her property was green with forests and fertile fields until the eye could see. Though a dense grove surrounded up, the hill was all soft grass and pretty flowers, and from there I could even see my friend’s house –a massive, Georgian-style mansion smacked in the middle of those triumphant hills. What a bitch!

“I never knew your parents were farmers.”

“They aren’t, but they bought the property a long time ago when prices were low. Making the best of a crisis, you know?” And she pointed excitedly to the barn at the top. “I couldn’t care less about farming, but I love having a whole herd of horses!”

I was trying my best not to be eaten alive by jealousy, but that was proving far too difficult. Not only did Giancarla hail from a fabulously wealthy family, but she was also probably the only bitch in college able to outdo me in… well, how do I put it? Irresistible sexual attractiveness?

As I let the girl walk ahead of me and ramble about her passion for horses and ponies, I carefully inspected her body. God, a booty like that would strike instate nous hard-ons on a ghetto! She was a pretty blonde Barbie-doll with a waist so thin it looked handcrafted, yet her hips were phenomenally large and hard, sporting a muscle ass like one you only see on Brazilian bitches like me.

As she walked, I watched her buttocks bounce. They made a coarse, deep sound of massive meat being moved around, but they didn’t bounce jovially like you would expect a fat ass to; they were so ungodly hard they remained firm, like stone, and one would even suspect she had injected fresh cement there to make them so outrageously firm.

«For the love of god, these legs!» I thought, fixing my gaze attentively on her long, muscular legs. Though she’d told me she had never gone to gym, I refused to believe it. She had the legs of an Olympic jumper or runner; legs of pure power which contrasted immensely with her thin waist, just like her ass did. «No wonder she likes horses.» I maliciously thought. «She’s got the legs of a mare.»

Without me noticing, however, my friend had stopped talking and was asking me some random question. As she turned to me, I was faced by the delirious beauty of her profile and her torso. “Hey, you there?” She asked me in a lighthearted tone.

“You’re beautiful.” I said, and the wind blowing was the only sound that followed. She too coveted my body, which was superior to hers by just a margin. If she wasn’t such a picture-perfect image of an American princess, she wouldn’t hold a candle next to my much larger, more powerful body.

I could see her biting her lips as she looked to me from head to toe, paying special attention to my abs under my tank-top.

“Thanks. You’re gorgeous.” She wiggled her hips. “I mean, of course you are. You know it, don’t you?” She pointed to my arms and my abs. “The way you flaunt those powerful guns.”

I looked down, but couldn’t see anything thanks to my gigantic tits. If she was referring to my killer 6-pack, well, she was very correct in her assessment: a belly like mine was a trophy worth exposing, and so were my beautiful arms, which bulged even while relaxed.

I touched my belly and grabbed my skin, pulling it to show how little fat I had in my body. I worked out, but not as much as anyone would expect when seeing my body.

“Three days a week at the gym,” I told her, spying her with my peripheral view. “Lots of exercises for strength and toned muscles.” I pulled my skin with both hands, showing her the perfection of my ripped, rippling abs. “I could bend a coin on those babies.”

“I bet you could.” Her voice cracked a bit. She was completely hypnotized by my masculine, virile beauty –even though I had a face and a bosom that would easily outmatch her own.

“Brazilians love that.” I flexed one arm, showing her my gorgeous biceps. “Muscle. Do you know how they call women like me?”

“Women like you?” She smiled and struck a pixie-girl pose. “You mean, hot babes?”

“Not exactly a ‘hot babe,’ but a very muscular woman. A woman with a perfect face in a tight, athletic body.” I could hear her breath getting out of pace. She knew she was beautiful, but she never had the audacity to say that aloud, much less so confidently.

Mm. No. H-how do they call women like you?”

I looked up to her and smiled. “Mare-women.” She laughed.

“Mare-women?” And I nodded.

“Yep.” I flexed both biceps, cutting her laughter immediately as she saw both babies bulge and harden on my arms. “That’s because we’re built like horses, you know.” I struck a bodybuilder pose to her, turning my left side to her and flexing my whole left arm along with my leg and my abs, creating an aura of power which was felt even on the plants around me.

Giancarla was drooling, with her jaw getting lower each second, as she saw the muscles rippling on my body, and my thigh growing so huge it stretched my jean shorts and literally started to tear it open.

As she heard the rippling noises of the fabric, she covered her mouth. “You crazy!” Her eyes were glistening. “You’re gonna…!”

“I know, I know.” I smiled to her with my perfect set of white teeth. “I can literally rip my clothes just by flexing my muscles.” I turned my torso back to her, facing her with my superior bosom. “Wanna see it?” I saw her blush and step back, fighting her own desire.

“Are all Brazilians this forward?

“Yes.” I bluntly replied. “Yes, we are.” I flexed my biceps, seeing the throbbing, thick veins bulge along with the muscle. “We have the fires of hell in our blood. Our bodies are machines of sex and sensuality.”

“Fuck, I wish I had your confidence.”

“With a body like yours, friend,” I winked at her, “there’s no reason not to be confident.”

“Uh… thanks.”

I stepped closer, flaunting my aggressive movements.

“You’ve never gone to gym? Like… ever??”

Her eyes beamed a little stronger.

“Never. What you see is juts… good blood, I guess.” She struck a bodybuilder pose just for laughs, but she was probably unaware of how strong she really was. She stood taller than me by a few inches, though none of us had anything to complain about in the height department: I was 6ft-tall, she was 6’2. We were, indeed, freakishly tall for any women, and the entire college bowed to our superior height paired by our ungodly beauty.

I saw a tenuous 4-pack set of muscles on her abs as she flexed, and her enormous, mare-like legs ripple with fibers and prominent veins.

“Fuck, girl. You are a mare-lady too!”

“Oh.” She seemed surprised. “You think?”

“I don’t think; I know.” I pointed to her body. “Look at you! Look at these!” I pointed to her belly, clearly intimidating her as I stepped closer. “Flex your abs, please. Oh, my god, you diva! Don’t you see you’re packed? Look at those four guns here!”

“Well, yeah. I guess I’m pretty fit.” As she kept flexing, I had to contain my excitement as my eyes wandered and got lost in her massive, mighty bosom.

Her boobs, much like her ass, didn’t bounce; they gently and loudly moved up and down with her body, as if made of cement or the world’s thickest fat. «Double-D cup.» I realized. «Mine are a triple-D, probably an E.» Inadvertently I flexed my chest, making my gigantic knockers ripple and attract her lustful gaze. «I’m superior to this bitch, yet her height and her fantastic face really make me doubt myself.» With my heart almost racing, I blurted out:

“There’s no man we can’t attract, is there?”

She shook her head, both naughty and humble. “No.” Our hard nipples were touching one another. We could feel each other’s firmness just by the tip of the nipples gently squeezing and twitching –the official greeting between two hot, muscle bimbos.

I was lost in her fantastic, pristine blond hair while she was coveting my dark mane. Her hair was not only soft, but it went all the way down to her hips, while mine stopped short of the middle of my back.

With a step forward, I pressed our breasts. The compression was hard, almost painful. In that touch, however, I felt something peculiar, something amazing in her body as well as mine: our breasts were not only big, not only hard, but they were full!

Like… gallons and gallons of milk must have been stored in our gazongas, for we both could feel and literally hear the liquids sloshing inside them.

Without any restraints on my tongue, I straight out asked her: “you’re lactating?” I could sense a tremendous unease in her hips, which were growing hot with all that talk.

“You are really forward!” She smiled, and I showed her just how forward I was: I lifted by hands to her biceps and squeezed them, making her yelp as I carefully inspected them, just like a farmer would do a horse.

“Strong. Beautiful, strong arms you have.” Her eyes seemed to wander to random places, devoid of support by her growing, raging arousal.

“What… are you doing?”

I stepped closer to her while pulling her body slightly to mine, making our bosoms roar are they pressed on each other and I could feel my milk flowing to the canal of my nipples. I lowered my hands to her waist and squeezed them.

“What. The. Fuck!” I squeezed them even harder, making her gasp and moan as I almost could feel my fingers meeting on her back! “Fucking shit, Barbie! You really are a Barbie doll with a waist this thin!” She smiled, knowing hers was a body to die for.

“Yeah, t-thank you. This, again…” Her eyes glistened with sin. “Good blood, you know.” I didn’t respond to her immediately, but let an uncomfortable, growing silence increase the sexual tension between us. I was about to fuck that blonde raw –in the barn, even, in the middle of all her pretty horses! «And I will show those horses what powerfucking looks like!»

“Good blood, eh?” I teased her, feeling her accelerated heartbeat under her DD-cup knockers. “Like the good American broad you are, huh?”

“Oh, wow. What language is that?”

“You know what language it is. Your parents are amazing. Your father is such an Alpha male I know he has a hard time remaining faithful to your mother –who’s a literal supermodel, damn it!”

“Oh, oh…” Her eyes wandered about, naughtily. “And who said he is faithful?”

I smiled. We were intimate. No topic was off-boundaries to us. Leveraging my position, I attacked:

“I never saw a man as big and as muscular as your father. I confess that, if I could, I’d fuck that man raw on the spot.” She looked at me with brief ire. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. I know you desire him too, and you will get first dibs.”

“Oh, you obscene…!” But I shut her up by hugging her waist and pulling her body to mine, making her breasts climb over mine and reach my throat as I bear-hugged the living shit out of her, striking her with as much fear as arousal.

“Don’t hide it. You know how hot you are. How… perfectly bred you’ve been by your stud father. Wow, look at this.” I touched the upper part of her butt cheeks. “Your ass is a fucking stone! No wonder you’re all firm and muscle, even though you never went to gym.”

“I’m n-not… all muscle.”

“But you could be with minimum effort. No problem if you don’t want to.” I winked. “With a body like that, you really don’t need anything else.” I squeezed her tighter with every word, making her whimper like a little kitten as her eyes visibly melted for my body.

My hands descended on her ass, grabbing their meat underneath the think, pink dress she wore. I could feel her panties being swallowed into her crack by her enormous buttocks –no cloth being big enough to resist their size and strength—and, as I sank my fingers in that meat, I got my lips dangerously close to hers, prompting her to both turn her face and lean forward to me, fighting desperately against her desire.

“I think that’s why you like horses: you’re not only built like one, but you were bred like one.”

“E-excuse me?”

“Horses are bred for the best, strongest, finest genes, aren’t they? The strongest studs breed with the most powerful mares, and they produce an offspring which is even stronger, mightier, more potent than their parents.”

“Oh… oh…” She felt my hands holding her ass from below, fumbling her amazing thighs, and then pulling them up, lifting her body in the process. “Is that what you think I am? A mare… bred for the best genes?”

I couldn’t resist it anymore: I laid my lips on hers, which welcomed my embrace with sweet surrender. Her mouth remained closed, but her lips were slowly opening.

I pressed my lips harder on hers and teased them with the tip of my tongue, slowly moistening them. As I kissed her, my right hand massaged her inner thigh while my left hand splurged on her ass.

The bitch was aroused! I could feel the heat bursting from her engorged, swollen cunt as I pressed and squeezed her moist inner thighs. Juices were dripping from her pussy and flowing down her legs –so many of them, in fact, that within seconds I was feeling the literal drops of lubes on my fingers.

She was not merely aroused; she was melting! As our lips briefly parted, I teased her with more sexy talk: “you know you are. Feel your thighs. Fell them!” She moaned loud as I squeezed her thighs, making her cunt loudly gush a few pints of water on her panties, raining down on my fingers and sprinkling on the grass as I felt her fiber and her muscles. “Fucking shit, these are some good muscles you’ve got! Some awesome blood, like a fine-bred horse!”

“Fuck! This talk…” I pushed her whole upper torso to mine, pressing her tits on my chest as mine almost tore a hole in her upper abs. Our noses were rubbing on each other’s cheeks and our lips were nearly touching.

“Your father knew what he was making when he was breeding your mother: he was making you. A fertile, nubile mare with strong legs and awesome muscles. Hips so wide you could give birth to a village and not even get a single stretch mark! Ass so powerful there’s enough fat here to heat a mansion, and these breasts… oh, fuck, these breasts! They’re milk-full! Beautiful lactating beasts!” My smile sedated her mind. “You’ve got the perfect genes of a breeding mare, and I guess sex with you must be powerful and relentless, for good breed like you have infinite energy on the bed!”

I could almost feel her heart on my palms as she looked to me and whispered: “y-you don’t need to guess, you know.”

We kissed. This time, it was a powerful, wet kiss. Our tongues wrestled in our mouths, threatening to suck our hearts and our lungs up. She was a hell of a kisser, but I enjoyed showing her just how mightier and stronger I was: with astounding ease, I bent her spine back, using my body and my muscle mass to pull her back and almost make her fall on the grass.

Her eyes widened once she felt my powerful muscle tongue pressing to the back of her throat… and then some!

“Holy… shit…!!” She tried to scream. “Your tongue…!”

Yeah, yeah. That bitch was discovering one of my most prized assets: an eight-inch muscle tongue, with which I was eager to explore the depths of her throat.

Our bodies crashed as I climbed on top of her, making her fall on the hill and our bosoms press against each other so hard that hers started to leak. I heard a very faint *squiiish!* as she fell and her massive bosom trembled, her body shaking and quivering under my powerful touch.

“No… please… no…” She whimpered. I looked to her chest and saw two massive stains growing on her dress. She was lactating.

“Fucking cow!” I grabbed her dress and pulled back, tightening it on her body. I wanted to see the sheer hardness of her nipples, which really seemed like they could tear a hole on such a thin cloth. I licked my lips as I saw her continuously lactate, then I felt her knees touching my belly, rubbing themselves against my rock-hard six-pack.

“Fuck…!” She gave me a naughty look of desire. “Fuck me!” I smiled wide and went for the killing. Before I could suck her mouth, however, we were both startled by a rumble coming from the top of the hill.

“What’s that?” I asked, feeling even the ground around us move. My Barbie-girl covered her mouth and looked to the barn at the hill’s peak.

“Oh, god… it’s Adonis!”

“Who the fuck is Adonis?” The way she looked at me struck me with both curiosity and desire. Her eyes were dripping with sex, just as her nipples were with milk and her cunt with lubes.

“Adonis is our stallion. Our stud. He is breeding right now.”

I looked up again, feeling the ground shake around us while the barn, at the distance, seemed to unravel under an earthquake. The place was still almost a whole mile away, yet I could feel the powerful banging as if its walls were on my ear.

I turned my scared gaze to my colleague, who could apparently read my thoughts:

“Adonis’s the one doing this?” She nodded, silently. “Alone? I mean, just a horse? I can feel the ground shaking!” And the naughty pixie muscle girl pulled her dress, highlighting her massive breasts. I heard a few tearing noises on her chest; when I looked down, I saw her nipples poking free from it. She had literally tore two holes on her dress with her nipples!

“He breeds all the mares every hour of every day. He… he…” She sighed. “He is unstoppable.” And a mighty *boom!* startled us, calling my attention to the barn, which seemed to jump on the ground as the mighty stallion fucked his way through his mares. “Two hundred mares. They were barely over fifty when daddy bought the place, but then we had to buy a hundred and fifty more to soothe our stallion.” She sighed again, making a disappointed face. “It’s not enough. Daddy’s considering to double the number just to satiate that horse.”

“This stallion fucks over two hundred mares… in a day?

“More like… in an hour.”

I was no horse specialist, but I knew that number couldn’t be possible.

“How… how is this…” She shut me up with her naughty look, which somehow answered all of my questions while saying nothing:

“You will know when you see him.” She looked down to my body, placing her palms on my firm abs. “You’re one to recognize power when you see it. I… I want your power.”

Trying to ignore the powerful sounds coming from the barn, I grabbed the blonde’s dress and teared it up. She whimpered and covered her breasts, but the task was impossible given their sheer size.

My eyes were struck by the gigantic nature of those milk orbs. “Fucking shit!” My jaw dropped as I beheld them, barely believing such perfect things could possibly exist.

I grabbed squeezed them; for a moment, I could even see the milk sloshing inside them before spilling in beautiful threads over the blonde’s body. “Aaahee!!” She whimpered, and I saw the milk form a little, hot pond in her belly.

I squeezed the breasts again and harder, making them spew milk on my dark hair and paint it white as I leaned down and drank from it. My girl quivered and moaned as I licked and slurped over her skin, having to control my own horniness as I tasted her sweet, motherly nectar.

The thing was thick! Thicker that any jizz I’d ever sucked! «Fuck, this milk is heavy!» I thought. «And sweet! It’s almost as sweet and tasty as my own!»

My girl was shivering on the hill while the ground shook around us. Even though her body was spectacular, the pounding and breeding going on in the barn were much stronger. «Fuck this horse! Is he fucking or killing his mares?»

My pussy hardened and moistened as I tried to imagine that beast in action. What size could that horse be to make such powerful sounds and rumbles? «Fuck this shit! I better make my little woman cum before this horse does us both!»

I raised my head and showed her my lips dripping with milk. As she smiled, I noticed how her lips were only a little bit smaller than mine.

“You have a wonderful mouth.” She said, and then she met silence as I moved my body over hers, oppressing her with my sheer size.

I grabbed those monstrous mountains and shook them with both hands. My girl kissed my forehead and rubbed her thighs on mine while I simply felt the milk shaking inside those beasts. They were so goddamn full that even the slightest of shakes made new threads be spilled from the nipples, and I caught them with my mouth, gargling on them as I squeezed those tits harder, hosing my face with milk.

“Fucking shit, that’s so good!” I ate her left tit and squeezed them both handsomely. I could literally hear the squishing noise as the fat threads of milk left them and splashed on my body, painting me white with that milk which was so thick that it didn’t even drip from my body, but either slowly flowed down or just stayed stuck to my skin.

Meanwhile, the naughty, horny hottie placed her thighs in one of mine, wrapping them around my powerful leg as she rubbed her cunt and clit on my powerful muscles. She was dry-humping my leg, and I obliged in her fantasy by flexing my thigh. “Fuck!” She whimpered, barely believing the girth of my leg.

“Enjoy it, sweetie.” I stared mesmerized at her tits. “Enjoy my muscles as I enjoy your tits.” I crammed my mouth again in her left tit, squeezing it with enough force to make my cheeks bloat with the abundant milk.

Fuck, it was so much milk I could barely swallow it all in time! My nose spewed a bit of fluids back on her bosom, painting it white, and one could hear my swallowing noises from afar as my throat swelled and literal pints of that juice flowed down to my belly.

I felt my stomach growing heavier as the vast, thick loads of milk fell in it like sacks of cement. Soon, I was feeling a growing pressure of my stomach expanding and holding literally over a gallon of that milk –and that’s with me sucking only one tit.

As I broke my kiss, the blasted a long thread of milk in my face –and it kept going; it kept going and going and going until the pressure was down and the thread eventually died out. Her breast was almost entirely coated in milk, and there was still the other one left for the taking.

I took it thirstily, suckling on it like a horde of strong babies. My girls squealed and moan as she felt outrageous amounts of her juices being sucked into my body, full gallons of it sloshing down into my stomach. “Fuck!!” I screamed, and the milk literally burst back through my mouth and nose.

Fucking shit! It was so much milk I literally chocked on it. I was forced to move my head away and take a breath, but the tits blasted my face with cream. “Fucking… damn it!!” Ounces of tit-jizz dripped from my chin as my girl continuously ground her hips on my thighs.

I felt her juices sloshing out of her cunt, splashing into my thighs as they dripped with nectar. A monster roared inside my breast, and I consumed those tits, sucking them mightily, lowering my hands to her cunt and aiding her in her orgasms. “Now you will fucking know what an orgasm –a real orgasm!—really is!”

I was true to my promise: my fingers pierced her panties and immediately attacked several sensible spots in her cunt, making me almost scared of the intense heat and hardness of her labia. Her cunt was not just scorching, but it was swollen!

No finger was able to do to her what I did. Her clit was engorged like a small penis, and I struck it countless times with my thumb while my other four fingers performed a pussy massacre in her labia. The bitch screamed uncontrollably in my ear while lifting her waist in my leg and hosing the most powerful squirt I ever felt leave any cunt other than my own.

The squishing sound was intense, and the heat of her juices hitting my naked thigh was so fucking intense I felt my skin burn with the contact! More orgasms came out of her as she felt electricity burn every sensible spot of her body; I was performing miracles she could have never thought possible with my hands… and I was just warming up!

“Fuck! Oh, my god!!! You’re so fucking good!!” She bit my earlobe and climbed on my body. “Oh, my god…!! I’m cumming!! I’m fucking cumming!! I’m cumming… fuck!! So fucking muuuuuch…!!!

A woman does not really cum, of course, if she’s still able to speak; as I picked up the pace of my vigorous fingering and my powerful suction, then, her words were completely and forever lost in her throat.

Her body squirmed as the pressure in her bosom grew too intense. As I expected, the beautiful, massive tits hosed milk in my mouth by themselves, painting my throat white while I massacred and beat that pussy into submission.

She gave long screams whenever the pain and the agony inside her body were too intense for her to handle. Her cries were long and desperate, and in a way I felt they had some effect on the faraway barn atop the hill: the pounding and loud bursts coming from it became a little fainter, as if the stallion himself was getting disconcerted (or maybe interested) by her tremendous arousal.

«Yeah, you filthy animal!» I thought, rubbing my whole body on hers with all of my clothes still on. «I bet I’m more powerful than you… you fucking stud!» I crammed my fingers so deep in her cunt I felt their tips grazing her cervix, and this seemed to burst a dam of scorching lubes from her.

My girl screamed as her pussy hosed one thick, continuous thread of lubes on my thigh. I was amazed, even scared as I saw faint steams coming from her cunt. “Oh, you filthy cunt!” I kissed her, and my tongue went to the very depths of her throat.

“God…!!” She whimpered before I mouth-fucked her throat, but god was not there to help her as I stood up and lifted her body. I kissed her and sucked her tits while literally walking uphill with her, feeling my powerful, thick thighs throb as we ascended.

After a few couple yards, I crashed with her again on the ground, and her tits expelled milk in two messy explosions, painting my body as I stood on my knees, each leg on one side of her waist. “Fuck…!!” She exclaimed. “You’re not even sweating!”

And I smiled, flexing my chest and making the cloth stretch under the growth and swelling on my tits. “Sweetie, I’m gonna sweat gallons right now!”

To her dismay, I tore my shirt up and threw it away. The thick cloth ceded like paper to my powerful muscles, and once my tits were released I could feel her cunt juices splashing on my abs; she had literally cummed just by looking at my body!

“FUCK!” A strange wave of energy ran through her body, electrifying her tits and making them squirt milk over twenty inches up in the air. “FUCK!! OH, GOD…!!” Her body experienced an electric rush of multiple orgasms as she looked to my naked, wide, muscular torso.

I flexed my chest and made my breasts stand on a high angle, my nipples literally looking up as I performed that flex with ease.

“Fucking look at that body that’s gonna breed you!” I stretched my arms and flexed my guns. Two massive mountains grew on my arms as I felt the veins rippling and throbbing all over them.

“Oh, fuck!!”

I wasn’t even half-done: “look! Look at these powerful abs, my gorgeous, luscious mare!”

She squirted another big, fat one as she looked to my hardened abs, the six-pack swelling so hard another set of two muscles appeared below them. The veins multiplied and throbbed all over my torso, with many growing at the base of my tits and making them harden like muscles.

«Fuck!!» I almost had to control my own arousal as I felt the milk heating up in my tits.

The heat was brewing to the point of making the liquid boil! Very faint, light threads of steam left my nipples, quickly dissipating in the pleasant air before my blonde could see them. If I didn’t watch out, I would be squirting milk uncontrollably, with such strength I would probably even hurt my tits.

I took a very deep breath as powerful gushes of squirt hit my abs. Looking down, I effortlessly lowered my hands to my friend’s cunt, looking royal and elegant as a queen, and finger-fucked it with my whole hand, making the poor creature put her tongue out and scream a thousand profanities to the heavens:

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!! FUCK, I’M SQUIRTING SO FUCKING MUCH!! FUCK, I NEVER SQUIRTED SO MUCH WITH ANYONE, GODDAMN IT!! YOU… YOU… YOU!… YOU FUCKING HORSE!! HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE POWER FUCKING ME LIKE A STALLION! YOUR FINGERS ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANY PENIS! DAMN IT, OH, YOU’RE POWERFUL!! I’M CUMMING SO MUCH AND FEELING MY TITS EXPLODE!! PLEEEASE, MY GODDESS!! MY MUSCLE SPARTAN BEAST, PLEASE!! MY BRAZILIAN BEAST, I BEG OF YOU: HARDER!! GO HARDER, HARDER, HAAARDER, PLEASE, UNTIL MY PUSSY TURNS TO JELLY!!”

Laughing at her obscene arousal, seeing and feeling her cunt hose pints of squirt and vast, dense puffs of steam on my arm, I took my hand away from her pussy and stood up, ready to put on a little show. “You want power? Alright. I’ll give you power. But first, my horny mare, see if you can really take… my real muscles!” And, turning my back to her, I started to rip and tear my clothes off… by simply flexing my hard, thick, powerful muscles.

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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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Heavens felt stirred as the angel flew past the clouds, looking for her safe haven. Despite all the safety and peace that the Kingdom of God could offer her, she could never have the privacy mortals usually enjoyed when doing their “dirty work.”

As an angel, she shouldn’t even be thinking about these things: “dirty work;” “naughty things.” It felt stupid and senseless that something so basic and primal should be so taboo in the Kingdom of God, but that’s how it was, and it drove her mad –especially when that filthy servant of the Lord was performing his jaw-dropping actions of virility and superhuman power.

«Fuck!!» She couldn’t contain the profane words in her head. Her body swooshed past the sky at high speeds, trying to avoid the prying eyes of her colleagues and fellow angels, to whom “minding their own business” always felt like a foreign concept. At times, she even cursed the fact that she was born an angel, not a lowly, free demoness of the deepest bowels of hell – at least the demons had fun. They, the angels, had only the dryness of a holy life.

«Fuck!» She repeated again, whisking past the clouds with a barely-disguised agony. She felt her hips burning, and her waist left a trail of smoke and scented steam wherever she went. She was horny. She shouldn’t be, but she was –that was her agony as one of the mightiest, most beautiful of angels!

In her way, she saw a few fellow angels, and using her magical powers she vanished from their gazes, appearing at different points in the vast expanse of Heavens, always looking for her secret place –which, thanks to another magic of her own, always changed locations, depending on both her needs and on how close other angels got to discovering it.

Now, she discovered that she might have hidden the place too damn well, for the agony of her intimate parts, which demanded an immediate release. She almost couldn’t help it: her heavy, bountiful breast made throaty sounds of the agony that piled up inside her: “uuh…!!” She crossed her legs mid-flight. “Uuurh!!” She never quite knew what happened with her body, and most of it was because the prudish, prickly way her and the angels were raised –they weren’t supposed to feel that way, and maybe she was indeed a very special case. After all, other angels could be beautiful, but only she was undoubtedly the most beautiful of all.

In fact, she was so near perfection that other angels used to call her “Lucifer’s Beauty” –someone whose beauty was so extreme and staggering it nearly rivaled God’s in Their own splendor.

Maybe she, like Lucifer, couldn’t help but to feel defiant of the ways of Heavens; like her absolute beauty was also what made her absolutely degenerate, like there was no way to avoid sin and temptation when one possessed ludicrous levels or beauty and fertility. After all, she was not only gorgeous; she was hot. Hot as the fires of Hell, enough to literally have tempted Satan to court her a few times in the past –and His minions still regularly pestered her with the offers of turning her into His bride.

It wasn’t their fault, anyway, for it was not like she gave them anything remotely close to a firm rebuttal. In fact, if anything, her replies proved that she was indeed very interested in the Prince of Evil, and that she would trade Heaven for Hell in a heartbeat, if not for the other Angels’ always watchful gaze.

Satan was more than just a “catch” or a “fling;” He was the only male able to take her thoughts away from that filthy priest down on Earth; the only penis-possessing being capable of now only surpassing that earthly stud, but to also put him to shame with his absurdly superior size.

But maybe she was getting too ahead of herself. She needed to first reach her safe spot and finally give her cunt some solace before embracing those naughty, filthy thoughts. After many minutes of searching, she finally found the secret door hovering above the beautiful mountains of Jehovah’s Valley.

She entered them and locked herself there. Now, no one would be able to interrupt her now. She was free to do as she pleased, and to release all her pent up energy just as her body demanded her to.

Undoing her heavenly robes, the goddess pierced cunt with her long, gorgeous fingers. Her palms felt the soft touch of her golden pubic hair, and her tits swung free as she laid on the ground, spread her legs, and came golden threads of orgasm on the floor, moaning and climaxing as she rocked herself with orgasm after orgasm.

Oorh!!” Her eyes rolled up. What heavenly bliss, that once which assaulted her body. “Oorh!!” Her wings spread to their maximum span, trembling and shivering as her body experienced long electrical chains of pleasure just with her fingers deep on her cunt, working her inwards so well and masterfully she felt like she was being serviced by many of her beautiful, busty fellow angelines.

She smiled, then laughed, as if she was laughing in the face of God. «Yes, my Lord!» She thought, in absolute defiance. «I too can cum just like the mortals!»

Making a circular motion with her order hand, she commanded the clouds to part and give way to a vision of the events and actions of the mortal world beneath her. She looked down the hole, which was covered by a pristine substance, almost like the clean surface of a lake under the blue sky, and then images of the mortal world appeared on it –specifically, images of that mortal stud relentlessly pounding his new favorite woman.

Lumina stared deeply at the mirror, frozen by the overwhelming rush of thoughts in her mind. Even her fingers stopped working her cunt, letting her contemplate what to focus on first.

There was the priest, which made her hips burn like her ovaries where being filled and fecundated by that god-like cock. Even Jesus or the bodily image of His Father didn’t sport dongs as thick and gorgeous as that relentless stud –maybe because They didn’t need it, or maybe because They were just two big sissies coward enough to literally grow a pair for Themselves.

She couldn’t care less for these heathen thoughts, indeed, when she was looking at that male go! His mountain of muscles always aroused her even in her sleep. All the male angels were fit, but rarely overgrown; the hardest and biggest of them had decent pecs and eight-pack abs, but none of them seemed buff or powerful enough for her liking. Given that they were all tall creatures –the shortest of them standing at 8-feet—, the female angel rarely found a body big enough to be compared to a bull or a stallion –which were exactly the types of beasts she wanted her lovers compared to.

That priest, however, ticked all the right boxes. On usual circumstances, oh, she made her tongue slip, her mouth water, and her cunt drool. The beast was 8’5ft-tall –taller than many angels—and weighed over 1,000 pounds of muscle in his near-zero-fat body. She squirted all over the clouds just thinking about him, her pristine, diamond-like juices showering her surroundings as she saw his muscles bulging, his arms swinging, his powerful glutes flexing, his thighs hardening as he power fucked that woman.

The mere thought of that beast fucking was enough to draw hot breaths and loud whimpers from her. That bulging bull, brimming with virility, sprinkling his sweat all over his cathedral as he tore the habits of his sisters and fucked them senseless until the chair and tables and stone walls cracked under his relentless thrusting, was more powerful than several hundred stallions in his gentlest of fucks; in his hardest, oh, he couldn’t be compared to any animal (or herd of animals) neither on Earth nor on Heaven or Hell.

When he was fucking with his full might, he stood on a league of his own. The monster literally drilled his lover through a wall and into a large arena, which he proceeded to crack and destroy with his relentless pounding. Lumina saw him pin his woman’s body on the ground and plow through her so fast that his waist disappeared in the air. The name of this lucky woman was Vanessa, and she too was one of the most powerful beings on Earth –powerful enough to fuck her way through hundreds of men without dropping a sweat, but not nearly powerful enough to even come close to matching her lover in intensity, virility, and sexual might. Her massive, muscular body was being reduced to pudding under that man’s bestial thrusts, which made Lumina seize under murderous orgasms as her tits stiffened and the milk literally boiled inside of them.

She felt steam come through her nipples. She was about to burst at any moment, she could feel it! «Fuck!! What is wrong with that man?!»

The priest, you see, though usually a massive, virile being, was growing beyond anything even her nastiest, most sordid dreams could concoct. In his ‘normal’ state, the man was 8’5ft-tall and 1,000 pounds heavy, which was some consolation to her, who stood at 9’5ft-tall and weighed over 400 pounds in breasts, ass, thighs, and some gentle, slightly-fit muscles.

As he fucked that woman, however, the priest went from the largest man on Earth to a veritable beast of muscles, more endowed than at least three breeding bulls. His height quickly ballooned to 10-feet, and his 1,000 pounds of muscles swelled to 3,500 pounds and counting, muscles growing atop of muscles while the beast plowed through Vanessa with enough strength to split the entire, massive arena from wall to wall.

Several cracks grew around the woman’s waist as the priest pounded her with animalistic abandon, and the floor sunk under their hips as the pressure and the speed of his thrusts only became more mortal by the minute.

Lumina couldn’t contain the massive waves of orgasms that rocket through her body –so much pleasure that her massive, JJ-cup tits shrunk and squirted fountains of milk into the clouds. “Aaaaah…!!!” The goddess stuck her tongue out and screamed for what felt like an eternity. It was too much for her naive, heavenly mind to understand! The waves…! “Fuck!!” The waves of pleasure burst from her waist all the way up to her breasts, making the muscles of her chest flex so brutally the gallons of milk were almost exploded out through her nipples like volcanic bursts –and all of that simply by watching the sheer virility with which Gaston fucked his bitch senseless.

“God!!!” She covered her mouth with her left hand while her right one kept working her cunt, extracting juices from her like a dam had burst in her womb. Her heavenly ovaries worked overtime to make more eggs. The bitch was fertile! In fact, angels were fertile all-year-round, yet she was now increasing her angelical fertility to ludicrous levels, feeling her cunt-sauce getting thicker and warmer with the excess of egg cells!

There was something absolutely primal in just the shape of that beast, which reminded her of the firmness and the abundance of muscles on a large, beautiful breeding bull. She was a such a size and muscle queen, indeed, that many times she caught herself giving those virile animals in a human farm many naughty looks, and she imagined what would fucking one of them feel like –maybe the only way she could satiate her desire for bull jizz and horse cocks.

Thanks to that man, oh, she no longer had to dream with bestiality, for that human was basically superior to any breeding bull or stallion alive. When fucking, indeed, he was regularly stronger than hundreds of them, and now he was easily superior to a hundred thousand of those savage beasts, breeding that woman with his 27-inch cock.

«Twenty-seven inches!!» She delighted herself, squirting another massive load of juices many feet across her abode. The number swirled in her mind like a magic key that unlocked her mightiest orgasms. «Fuck!! This bull’s… got twenty-seven inches of cock!!» Her cunt spewed messy juices all over the place again, which were filled with her screams and her desperate, piercing moans.

She couldn’t help it: the bull’s mighty thrusts on that lucky female perfectly encapsulated all the idea of masculinity. The power, the virility, the abundance, the dominance, the sheer reproductive fitness of that specimen were written all over his genitalia, spelled out with his bulging muscles as she plowed through that body like a jackhammer would a stone, drilling her so hard that he was also indirectly fucking the ground, making the cracks grew and their bodies sink quickly on the sturdy stone.

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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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I smiled, flexing my chest and making the cloth stretch under the growth and swelling on my tits. “Sweetie, I’m gonna cum gallons right now!”

To her dismay, I tore my shirt up and threw it away. The thick cloth ceded like paper to my powerful muscles, and once my tits were released I could feel her cunt juices splashing on my abs; she had literally cummed just by looking at my body!

“FUCK!” A strange wave of energy ran through her body, electrifying her tits and making them squirt milk over twenty inches up in the air. “FUCK!! OH, GOD…!!” Her body experienced an electric rush of multiple orgasms as she looked to my naked, wide, muscular torso.

I flexed my chest and made my breasts stand on a high angle, my nipples literally looking up as I performed that flex with ease.

“Fucking look at that body that’s gonna breed you!” I stretched my arms and flexed my guns. Two massive mountains grew on my arms as I felt the veins rippling and throbbing all over them.

“Oh, fuck!!”

I wasn’t even half-done: “look! Look at these powerful abs, my gorgeous, luscious mare!”

She squirted another big, fat one as she looked to my hardened abs, the six-pack swelling so hard another set of two muscles appeared below them. The veins multiplied and throbbed all over my torso, with many growing at the base of my tits and making them harden like muscles.

«Fuck!!» I almost had to control my own arousal as I felt the milk heating up in my tits.

The heat was brewing to the point of making the liquid boil! Very faint, light threads of steam left my nipples, quickly dissipating in the pleasant air before my blonde could see them. If I didn’t watch out, I would be squirting milk uncontrollably, with such strength I would probably even hurt my tits.

I took a very deep breath as powerful gushes of squirt hit my abs. Looking down, I effortlessly lowered my hands to my friend’s cunt, looking royal and elegant as a queen, and finger-fucked it with my whole hand, making the poor creature put her tongue out and scream a thousand profanities to the heavens:

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!! FUCK, I’M SQUIRTING SO FUCKING MUCH!! FUCK, I NEVER SQUIRTED SO MUCH WITH ANYONE, GODDAMN IT!! YOU… YOU… YOU!… YOU FUCKING HORSE!! HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE POWER FUCKING ME LIKE A STALLION! YOUR FINGERS ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANY PENIS! DAMN IT, OH, YOU’RE POWERFUL!! I’M CUMMING SO MUCH AND FEELING MY TITS EXPLODE!! PLEEEASE, MY GODDESS!! MY MUSCLE SPARTAN BEAST, PLEASE!! MY BRAZILIAN BEAST, I BEG OF YOU: HARDER!! GO HARDER, HARDER, HAAARDER, PLEASE, UNTIL MY PUSSY TURNS TO JELLY!!”

Laughing at her obscene arousal, seeing and feeling her cunt hose pints of squirt and vast, dense puffs of steam on my arm, I took my hand away from her pussy and stood up, ready to put on a little show. “You want power? Alright. I’ll give you power. But first, my horny mare, see if you can really take… my real muscles!” And, turning my back to her, I started to rip and tear my clothes off… by simply flexing my hard, thick, powerful muscles.

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[BUNDLE] A demoness uses her fingers, tongue, and her vastly muscular body to POUND an angel into submission! [FREE PAGES!]

Lumina’s body still burned when she started to open her eyes.

As powerful as the pleasure she felt was, it was no longer so excruciating that it prevented her mind and her eyes to focus on her surroundings. Little by little, as she blinked, the angel looked around and felt the light slowly peering into her sight, slowly adding more details to the environment.

Her sight started to sharpen and her orgasms became less oppressive. The angel realized she was not alone. She squinted her eyes and sharpened her gaze, seeing the tall, hard, shapely contours of the gorgeous figures surrounding her.

Demonesses. The fallen angels of Hell!

“Be gone, foul creatures!” She jumped on the bed, only to realize two demonesses were holding her still. “Argh! Let me go! Let me go, you filthy beasts, or I conjure the wrath of Heavens upon you.”

After a moment of silence, the room broke into laughter.

“Gee, you, calm down, your holiness.” A gorgeous 9-feet-tall, red-skinned goddess spread her arms open and made her breasts bounce in her tight black dress. “As if you were much better than us, oh, queen of hell!”

“Queen…?” The memories started rushing back, “…of hell??” She remembered it all: the touch, the heat, the hardness, the length, the width, and the depth of that 42-inch-long god cock… and the even more daunting master who owned it.

The demonesses screamed as the woman lifted her waist and hosed them with a shower of lubes from her cunt.

“Watch out!” They spread out their wings and flew off, laughing. “She’s cumming again!”

Massive orgasms attacked the angel for a few more minutes until she came down to reality and panted. “Where…?” Her sight became blurry. “Where am I?”

One of the demonesses bowed.

“You’re in your room, your highness. I hope you find it to your liking.”

“My… my room?”

The place shook as a massive demoness took center stage and addressed the others: “alright, you sluts, give the girl some rest. You four, let her go.”

“But she’s still…”

“I said:” she gritted her beautiful teeth, “let. Her. Go.”

“Alright, ma’am. You’re the boss.” And the four beautiful, luscious bombshells got away from the angel. The massive, muscular demoness, approaching the bed, got some of the angel’s squirts in her own thighs.

“How are you doing, my beautiful?”

Lumina panted as she looked at that woman. She was probably taller than her by a whole foot, standing at 11ft-tall. Her breasts were amazing, world-class knockers that only barely surpassed hers in size. They looked as firm as two flexed biceps, and whenever the demoness walked, she could hear the prodigious loads of milk shaking inside them.

Her abs were highlighted even under her thigh red dress, which seemed to complement the red tone of her skin perfectly. The demoness sported no less than twelve gorgeous muscles on her belly, each as big as Lumina’s biceps, and all rippling under the cloth.

She was as curvy and feminine as Lumina, but far more muscular. Her arms stretched the sleeves of her dress and her biceps bulged visibly beneath the cloth. The demoness’s legs were another wonder on their own right: two outrageously muscular and vascular monuments that would beat any professional male bodybuilder.

Right below her hips, her dress ended on a full view of her beautiful, tasty, meaty legs, which bulged and throbbed at the slightest movement of the demoness. Lumina couldn’t hold back moans as she saw the demoness’s uber-muscular ass, and her hips were so wide they gave the impression she was Hell’s (and the universe’s) most fertile female.

Not only was that Servant of Satan tall, muscular, and powerful, she was also outstandingly gorgeous; of all women there, in fact, she was the only one who could compare to Lumina.

“Hello, my queen.” She said. “I hope you’re enjoying your stay.”

“Y-you…” Lumina tried to speak, but her throat was so dry. The demoness chuckled, walking calmly around the bed.

“Just for the record, little angel, I hate you. I used to be the center of attention here until you showed up. I hate you immensely, and I would do away with you if I had the chance to. Sadly, my lord loves you, so I have no choice but to defer my authority to you and…” She bowed, “welcome you, my queen.”

Lumina saw her full, luscious breasts, and immediately moaned as she was consumed by desire.

“God!!” The word escaped her mouth as her eyes almost popped out, much to the demoness’s amusement.

“I see you’re still suffering the orgasms from my husband. That’s not a shocker. He fucked you for two months without a break, which is much more than any of us –or any being in the universe, for that matter—was ever able to take.” She bowed again. “It pains me to admit, but you are one resilient fucker.”

Lumina was panting and heating up as if the strongest of fevers consumed her. There was something else going on with her body, though at first she couldn’t tell what. The angel struggled to move her head and see her torso, and much of it was due to the extreme pain and heat all over her body.

Every single muscle ached. She felt like she’s just been stepped on by a horde of elephants –and maybe that would be an understatement. Looking to that demoness, she asked:

“Where’s Lucifer?”

The demoness smiled.

“Already wanting that good dick again, huh? Well, tough luck, girl. Lucifer is too busy with other women to go back to you. Besides, you’ve got more important things to worry about in the moment.” The demoness walked laid a hand on the woman’s belly. “Can you see it? You can’t look down, can you?” She giggled. “Those giant breasts of yours wouldn’t let you see much, I suppose” Then, she squeezed the angel’s belly harder. “Can you feel it? Moving inside you? Kicking and fighting for space, huh? Can you feel the little fuckers, the proud offspring of Hell?”

Lumina felt her breath uneven, with her heart pounding as her mind sorted out so many different thoughts at once.

“What are you talking about?”

The demoness smiled. “You know very well what. Your memory might be hazy, but your body knows.” She heard the angel’s heartbeat as the floodgates of memory burst open in her brain.

“I’m… I’m…” Her chin trembled, her lips dried out. “I’m pregnant!”

The other demonesses laughed as their leader clapped and smiled, talking for all to hear:

“Yes, you’re pregnant, my dear, and what a lush harvest this is!” She hugged her belly and gave it a kiss, making Lumina’s cunt throb as she felt the demoness’s fat, luscious lips in her bellybutton. “Fifteen kids! Satan has bred you with fifteen kids, you wonderful cow!”

Lumina’s eyes almost popped out.

“What??! What the fuck?!!”

“That’s right, proud momma! It’s been a while since Hell has seen such a bountiful harvest.” She bit her lip and made a clicking noise with her teeth. “You gorgeous cunt. Even in that you beat me!” She stretched her palms to Lumina, then just four fingers of her right hand. “Fourteen! I was the previous record owner, with fourteen kids in one go!”

Lumina was gulping loudly. She wasn’t exactly skeptical, but rather resistant to the truth.

“What the… fuck…?!”

Again, the demoness clapped her hands and a rush of power was felt throughout the room, making the angel moan as her tits hardened and her nipples threatened to pierce her thin pink dress.

With a furious contraction of her cunt, she expelled fat loads of nectar straight on the demoness’s bellybutton, prompting her to look up with a wry smile.

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A giant demoness CRUSHES her sexy angel with countless orgams by fingering her, milking her, and so much more! [FREE PAGES]

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.

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The demoness showed off her biceps again while flexing her thighs. Her dress was tore and ripped as the monstrous slabs of meat hardened with a full display of veins and fibers; legs thicker than a giant male bodybuilder’s. The demoness looked to her angel, whose desire was burning in her face, and snapped her fingers to wake her up from the torpor. “So, my little angel, my mighty queen, I demand a little bit more respect from you, okay?” Her tongue dance on her full, meaty lips. “Lest you wanna be punished by this mighty goddess, whose muscular body you covet so much.”

To her surprise, Lumina moved from her resting position and sat on the bed, whimpering as she felt the massive weight of her breasts pull her back down. «Fuck!» She thought. «Did these grow bigger?!» She looked to the demoness and compared her bosom to hers. The filthy, red-skinned bitch was still noticeably larger, even though her belly was as ripped as a woman who hadn’t seen pregnancy in a long while.

Lumina looked to her own belly, finding it so large and hard it was difficult to even sit. “Fuck, I’m huge!” She spread her tits apart to see her belly, yet even this was too difficult for her: her tits were not just luscious slabs of fat filled with milk, but truly hard stones that easily passed off as muscles. She couldn’t move them at all, and most of her body felt as if cement had been injected in her. «Fuck this shit!» She looked to her demoness. “I’m carrying fifteen kids, am I not?”

“Yes, you are, my queen.” The demoness stepped to her and put a hand over her belly. “Three months old.”

“Fuck! I’m this big only three months it?”

Drayla calmly nodded. “You should rejoice, o Queen of Hell. Your body is so luscious and powerful that it can easily carry fifteen of the strongest, sturdiest breeds in all of Hell –and, by extension, in all of the Universe: Lucifer’s seed!

Lumina couldn’t just look at Drayla’s body so close to her without doing anything: with both hands, she squeezed the demoness’s breasts. “Fuck!!” She felt a powerful pang in her cunt and electric shocks in her own tits, which gushed creamy milk on the demoness’s body. “Fuck, fuck!! You’re so… hard!!” She fondled those tits lusciousness, playing with their aureoles and extracting a gasping, panting breath from the demoness. “Are you pregnant?”

“No. Haven’t been for a year.”

“You… you look so lush. Like…” She stammered. “Don’t get me wrong, you’re great, but… wow, look at those!” She held the breasts from below and lifted them, making her own biceps swell as she required all the strength in her upper torso to lift those mighty beasts. “How big are they??”

“The humans call those a double-H size.” She winked. “Amazing, aren’t they?” The angel looked up to her, almost as if accepting a challenge:

“Mine too are double-H. Yours look a little bigger.”

“They can get bigger depending on my state of arousal. Right now, yeah, I feel like those beauties…” She fondled the angel’s cheeks, “are more like, an I size.” “Fuck. You… you’re so…” Lumina withheld her words and leaned on the demoness’s chest, giving Drayla’s left breast a kiss before moving to the other breast and moistening it all up with her tongue and her full lips. She was not just kissing those beasts, but almost eating them; sucking and biting to feel all their hardness and their juiciness –literally, for those jugs were as full of milk as her own. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, my fucking god!”

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