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Horse god: a Brazilian Amazon is served fresh cock from a muscle monster

We entered the house without saying a word to each other. There was no energy or will left in our massive, beautiful bodies after the horror we just witnessed. Giancarla walked to the other side of her sprawling living room while I sat on the closest chair I could find. The wood creaked as my body relaxed in the seat, its legs bending and nearly cracking under the tremendous pressure and weight of my body.

I was a 6’3ft-tall, 350-pound Amazon with muscles of steel and literally enough power on a biceps to tear a hole on a wall if I punched it, yet I felt weak like a little girl—and I was sure Giancarla felt the same.

We looked at each other, trying to find words to describe our feelings, but silence once again prevailed. It was impossible to speak or do anything drastic after the absolute mindfuck of what we saw on her farm’s barn.

Our chests were heavy and our cunts were boiling. Criminal thoughts grazed our minds as they kept going back to that unbelievable animal on Giancarla’s stead: its muscles of power, its size and weight of pure gigantism, its genitalia worth at least twenty other horses…

“Fuck.” I eventually whispered. “Fuck!” My hand slid down on my body, going to meet my pussy. “Holy fuck!” I felt the scorching heat coming from it. Literally: my fingers burned as they touched my labia and my throbbing clit. “I needa go to the bathroom.” I finally said, getting no response. As I looked to the back of the room, I found my friend already ahead of me in that regard: leaning against a wall, almost supporting her massive bosom on it, frigging herself to such an intensity the juices were pouring down her legs into a big puddle on the ground, she fought her way into her bedroom.

My fingers slid inside my cunt and played with it. I didn’t even command or control them anymore. I released a loud gasp of pleasure and exasperation, feeling the intense heat overtake my body. “Fuck!” I shouted, making the walls rumble. “Holy fuck!!” I got up, with my pussy already making a mess: my lubes were thick like a transparent gel, and they were so many that they had left a puddle on the chair and a hot, steamy trail behind me as I walked.

I took to the stairs and made them rumble as I stepped over to the mansion’s many bathrooms. Carelessly, though, I grabbed the handrail so hard that I tore it away, complete with some of the balisters.

Not only that, but I literally drilled a hole on the stair after a few steps: *craarsh!* I looked down as my foot pierced the wood then laughed as I saw the hole around my leg, finally enjoying a moment of levity. «Jesus fucking Christ!» I thought, pulling my leg back and seeing the cracks grow on the step. I climbed the rest of the stairs up with a bit more care as my body made the whole place shake and even the ground tremble as I made my way hastily to the bathroom.

Locking myself in the shower, I got it started. My moans filled the place as both hands super-stimulated my cunt it with eight fingers inside it and two thumbs on the clit. Though the shower was on, but it made little noise compared to the outpouring of my juices: they burst from the cunt loud and heavy, filling the floor with a gel-like coating of woman-spunk as the waters bathed my body.

My head stood beside the shower. Sometimes, when my scalpel touched its riser arm, it bent the metal, forcing me to be careful even with my own orgasms. The water temperature was warm, yet steam emanated from the box in large, dense fumes, making it almost impossible to see anything after a couple of minutes. That was for the better, of course: I wanted privacy above all else.

«That fucking… horse!!» My mind wandered into criminal thoughts as my fingers touched my cervix and traveled into my womb, striking my womanly core with so many orgasms my knees were wobbling and my throat was screaming: “fuuuuck!!” My eyes almost popped out of my skull. “Holy shit!!” The milk on my tits sloshed and made them bounce as I frigged myself so hard my fingers made loud noises between my legs.

Eventually, I fell to my knees. *booom!!* The whole bathroom, maybe even the entire house trembled as I knelt on my own pussy juices and laid my forehead on the ground, crying as the orgasms became all-encompassing inside me. “God!!” I asked for forgiveness. “Oh, gaawd!!

No man has ever sufficed me. How could I ever deny, then, that the beast was the only answer for all my pussy ailments? “Holy fuck shit, Jesus!!” My eyes were trembling and my sight was all blurred. “Fuck!! Please, Jesus, please…!”

What did I expect, though? That the Lord was going to save me? That he was going to dissuade me from thoughts that even Satan would blush at??

I resisted my temptation, of course, mostly because I didn’t want to go to jail—the law of the land was pretty stringent when it came to such acts. However, nothing prevented my mind from wandering into the most forbidden dreams as I came countless times in that bathroom, staying under the showed for so long that even my muscles started to wrinkle. When I left it, my tits were dripping with milk, and my blond goddess Giancarla was coming down on the corridor to check on me.

“Camila…” She whimpered. It was all I needed to snatch her from the floor and fuck her right there, in the hallway, before proceeding to her master bedroom and absolutely destroying the whole place with my power.

First, massive cracks were left all over the walls of the hallway as I pounded her like a big-dicked dude against the wood, which eventually cracked and caved in under my strength. In my final act of carnality before entering her bedroom, I drilled her pussy while pressing her back against the door, bending and crushing the doorknob little by little as I rubbed her cunt and pounded her waist more potently than any male.

The bangs! and the booms! multiplied until the door threatened to fall. Once I noticed this, I banged her so hard that door simply blew up into the place, absolutely shattered by my pelvic power. “Fuck!!” She screamed. “Camila…!!”

I bit and pulled her earlobe, taking the opportunity to whisper: “ain’t stopping now!” And our bodies darted towards the bed, which shook, swung, and creaked as I laid on top of my girl and nailed her.

Fuck! That was pounding and beating no pussy has ever known! I was quickly releasing steam through my pores as the huge bed was dragged on the floor and crushed against the wall by my powerful, unrelenting thrusts. I took my girl in a scissoring position and pounded her, right before laying her on all fours and pounding her from behind. I turned her around, climbed over her hips, positioned my cunt right above hers while her tits squirted milk into the ceiling, and pounded her! In a matter of minutes, the entire mattress was drenched in female juices, with puddles growing all around the bed as I pounded and pounded and pounded away!

My girl was passing out and waking up on a minute-to-minute basis as I relentlessly worked her up with my body. “I might be fucking you,” I told her, “but all the time I thinking about that stud!” And she laughed, replying amidst her orgasms:

“I know!! Fuck, I’m doing the same!!” I pounded her brutally as the whole bed shook with our vigorous motions. “You think I wasn’t thinking the same?! Fuck! That’s all I can do right now!” And her body gained a surprising amount of strength and stamina, communicating to mine that it was more than ready to take an even harder beating.

The legs of her bed cracked after thirty minutes of relentless action, and I kept fucking her with merciless speed until the bed itself cracked in the middle and its splinters and rags of the were flying all around us. Hole after hole after hole was torn in the ground and the walls while cracks grew all over the place, and the big chandelier in the middle of the ceiling crashed down on the floor as I destroyed the whole room with my sheer bestial strength.

After hours of fucking, we proceeded to a different bedroom as the floor of that one threatened to crumble to the room beneath. I destroyed the next room, and the room after that with her body until exhaustion (or just boredom) took over me and we finally allowed ourselves a moment of sleep—all while another incredible fear of magic happened on the barn that had sparked all our arousal.

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Two hundred mares laid beaten, utterly defeated on the ground as the stud strolled past their bodies, inspecting which one could still take his fertile cock.

The stud had painted every wall, as well as covered the bodies of all his two hundred mares (including the entire ceiling) with his seed. Massive piles of horse jizz covered the barn and filled it with an animalistic scent.

Not one mare had any more energy to take on a being like him; the few that were awake could only twitch and shake helplessly on the ground, the many orgasms frying their brains just as the heat still burned strong in their bodies.

The massive horse admired his reflex on a drinking pool, most of it also covered in his own jizz. In fact, the mares would have to drink his seed once they woke up, for he too had nutted all over the pools and replaced the water with hundreds of gallons of semen. The stud drank from a bit of the water that remained, and loud, dense puffs of smoke burst from his body as his muscles tensed and the heat inside him cooled off a bit.

His massive genitalia still oozed spunk, as his oversized balls would never stop producing them. The outstanding male still felt his sex burn with the need and the desire to unleash on two hundred bodies more—yet he didn’t have them; not there, not then. «I will need to go to the house,» he thought, initiating in his body an incredible transformation.

The entire barn rumbled as his muscles twitched and throbbed, and the whole massive being stood on his legs, his shape changing drastically as his hairs receded and his skin started to shine in a beautiful, light-caramel tone. His massive front legs turned into human arms; his back legs, into ungodly-thick human ones. His whole torso became a labyrinthian sculpture of muscles as he sported a 16-pack set of abs under his large, wide, powerful, potent chest—enough to make five other men with their mass of muscles. His powerful buttocks converted into human ones, but remained just as big and muscular as before.

All in all, when his transformation was completed, the monster flexed his muscles and roared with power –a 10ft-tall beast with three legs: two massively-muscular ones plus a swinging, daunting member which weighed the same as a whole average man.

The beast walked to the metal door of the barn and tore it open with a punch. Effortless and mighty, he bent the metal into a large, twisted opening and stepped into the fresh air, breathing deep as his muscles glistened under the full moon. Of all his horse features, only his tail remained, reaching all the way down to the ground like an extension of his majestic, brown-colored mane, which had transformed into something of a mohawk covering the middle of his back.

The beast took another deep breath and found the scent he so desired. «Fresh pussy.» He thought. «Fresh human pussy!» With a powerful leap, the superbeing left the barn and landed on Giancarla’s mansion in less than thirty seconds, clearing five miles of distance in one single hop.

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When Camilla woke up, she heard a loud rumbling on the ground. The room was an absolute mess, and she sincerely didn’t know what bedroom that was; it could have been her third or fourth or even fifth; she didn’t know and she couldn’t know. She tore holes through so many walls and fucked through so many pieces of furniture, breaking and destroying them so effortlessly with her might, that she really didn’t bother recording everything in her memory.

Her body still twitched with orgasms as she saw a massive thing standing before her. Her heart leaped and her mouth attempted a scream, but she covered it as Giancarla slept beside her. Though blonde girl wouldn’t wake up for a good deal of many hours, Camila felt the need to protect her from what she now faced.

The room was well-illuminated by the moon, and under its silver light, she could see a massive… male!… standing in front of her! A male like she had never seen before, so tall that his head easily touched the ceiling, and so massive that his muscles completely covered her view.

“God!” She giggled. “I must be dreaming!” But if there was one thing she knew to be real was her orgasms, or at least the burning heat of her cunt: the moonlight showed her an impossible row of sixteen abs-muscles under a pec so large she could literally lay on it like a bed, shoulder-to-shoulder.

The face of the beast was shrouded in darkness, but she knew, judging by its strong, rectangular shape, that it was the manliest, rawest, and most savage face an Alpha male could have. Her gaze didn’t linger too long on the creature’s upper body, however, for its lower half sported the most magnificent feature she (or any woman) could ever fathom. It was her fantasy come true!

“God…” Her jaw dropped, and from her wide, thick lips a long thread of drool fell on the floor. The beast’s penis made her heart throb and her lungs stop working, asphyxiating her with a sudden rush of amazement. It was the biggest penis she had ever seen, and it wasn’t even hard! The creature rested limply between the two massive legs, which alone would be muscular and arousing enough to get a woman wet. Sadly for them, the penis and the balls stole their limelight. It was just too much cock! “Holy… shit!”

It was that horse’s cock! A human-shaped penis, for sure, but still… a horse cock! Its size and hardness and apparent weight left no doubt: that was the penis she saw that evening; the penis she dreamed with all while fucking her friend senseless. The thickest, veiniest, heaviest, and most imposing penis of all time—all just one arm’s-length away from her!

“Oh, my god!” She panted. “My god!” And the beast, by breathing so hard, made the entire room rumble. She stretched her arm to that cock, almost touching it, and the beast walked closer, bringing his massive horse meat to her.

“I wanted to fuck you for so long.” He said, and his voice alone struck Camila’s pussy with an orgasm. She withered and yelped, feeling her cunt cream itself with rivulets of juices as waves of energy electrified her body. Her tits hardened and expelled milk on the floor, taken by the brass sound of that godly voice. “Take your time. I will fuck you and your friend for the whole weekend. You will need all the energy you can get.”

Camila looked up with her teary eyes. She already knew the answer, but that didn’t prevent her from asking the question: “w-who are you?” And the massive titan walked closer to her, prickling the skin of her face with the aura of his prick.

“You know who I am. I am the horse you so craved for.” The beast flexed its muscles, and the entire room rumbled in response. “I am Adonis.”

“Fuck!!” The prick was throbbing right before her face, slapping her hard with even the slightest of motions.

“Worship me.” The creature commanded, its voice full of unwavering confidence. “I am the god who’s going to consume every inch of your being. Worship me and get my horse cock hard and ready for your cunt. Do it now, or I won’t turn your pussy into mush with my power. Now, my human whore.”

“Fuck!! God… damn it!!” Though she was nearly crying, and though her body was still shivering with the unmeasurable excitement of having that being so close to her, Camila grabbed that horse cock and felt in her hands its nigh-indescribable greatness. “Fuck!!” Her cunt hardened and hosed its juices on Giancarla’s body. The mattress dripped loudly with all the juices she was squirting. She never felt that kind of pleasure before, and that was with her simply holding the monumental member in her hands… and squeezing it!

God damn it, the thing was hard! She felt as if holding a piece of iron in her hands! A hot, fleshly iron ten times harder than any erect monster penis she’s ever swallowed! The penis was fully soft, only gently throbbing and filling up with gallons of blood, yet still, it was the hardest and girthiest thing she had ever felt! Gulping painfully, for her throat was dry with excitement, she wrapped her hands around that meat cannon and measured its girth.

It was thick. So thick! In fact, her whole palm failed to cover half of it! With her heart racing harder and faster, she wrapped both hands around that thing and felt the veins engorged under her touch. Her fingers failed to meet on the other side. That’s how thick that massive being was! “Oh, my god!” Her mouth was open, drooling as she brought her head close to that beastly cock, kissing it and then having it slap her by a powerful throb. “Ouch!” The thing could hurt her with even one unconscious throb.

The being noticed her pain and admonished her:

“You better use all your strength, slut, for I will fuck you like I did all those mares several times in a row.” His massive arm made a rumbling noise as his hand moved to her cheek, caressing it softly as the prick throbbed monstrously in front of her. “This is a 22-inch soft cock you’re holding. When I grow hard, I grow to forty inches.” He heard her heart stop. “Yes, slut. You will be penetrated and inseminated by a 40-inch hard horse cock. You better be strong for when I fuck you. If you can’t get it up and hard with your mouth, then I’m afraid I misjudged you.” The beast puffed. “You were the closest human I’ve ever met whom I thought could take all my power.”

Camila flexed her muscles, countering the beast’s own flexes with grave sounds of their own. “I am way better than anything you have ever thought.” She grabbed that cock with gusto, seeing her biceps bulge as she squeezed it and tried to bend the thing under her fingers. She failed, of course, but that was enough to show the beast her resolve. “Be ready, my god, for I will worship your manhood like those two hundred mares will never be able to!” Replacing her words with action, she opened her mouth fully and laid it on the member, coating it with as much saliva she could produce.

She spat and drooled and slobbered all over the dong while masturbating it with her two hands, but the soft cock was so humongous all her effort managed to cover only a fraction of it. The beast throbbed and lodged itself between her breasts –or at least it tried to, for her bosom was so hard and massive it blocked its portentous advance. “Hungry, aren’t we?” She looked up and smiled, feeling the horse scent of that human-shaped body, pulling the prick into her tits with a lot of effort and pain, feeling her tits almost burst with the added mass between them.

Milk was squished into the horse’s legs. Trying not to lose focus, she kept worshipping that cock with her mouth, hands, and now her breasts, realizing she was moving her entire body just to give that creature a blowjob. She literally had to hug the penis with her arms and jerk it by pressing it against her rock-hard, 8-pack abs, squeezing her tits harder with her shoulder and hosing thick, creamy milk on the beast’s ultra-muscular legs.

The floor started creaking as she pumped the being with her entire physique, soon sweating as the beast very slowly started to engorged and push her body away. “Holy shit!” After a lot of spitting and jerking, with the cock literally raining drool on the ground thanks to her laborious salivation, the prick rose semi-hard in an instance, pushing her body away as it stood horizontally, throbbing on the being’s waist, pointing forward like the mightiest of lances.

“Good, whore, but that’s only half the job done.” The beast pointed down to the cock, which glistened with the copious amounts of juices she had coated with it. “I want it fully hard.” Vanessa smiled and stood on her knees, jerking that thing loudly as her palms felt its veins as thick as two or three fingers.

An obscene amount of precum oozed from that gigantic cumslit and shot her straight in the head, almost knocking her unconscious as it coated literally her entire body with transparent gel. Her breasts were drowned in precum and her lungs almost panted for air as her whole face was coated on the creamy essence. Still, she didn’t stop pumping the beast, rising up as the creature became harder and taller, turning her tits to it and smiling just as the precum fell from her mouth. “You need good cream, my horse, to be pumped by my hands. Here! Take my milk!” And she squeezed her tits with her elbows, showering that cock with prodigious loads of thick, creamy milk.

The god whined just like a powerful stud. She looked up and finally saw its face –such a tremendous, god-like masculine beauty that she fell to her knees again, all the strength stolen from her legs, and creamed herself hard as her eyes burned under the world’s most gorgeous face. He was fully man, yet his body had all the power and might of a breeding stallion. Her cunt stretched out and hardened again, pumping lubes out like a heart and building a huge puddle between her legs as the man commanded: “what are you waiting for, whore? My cock awaits your worship!”

Panting and gasping, she held on to the legs of that massive beast to get some balance. What she didn’t count with, however, was the gigantic balls throbbing right in front of her, now uncovered by the risen cock, yet looking much more obscene and arousing that the cock himself.

She couldn’t help it: her face and breasts went to the floor as her hands went down into her hips. She squirted. “Aaaahh…!!!” She came a hose of lubes as she witnessed the massive balls of that raging stud.

As soon as she recovered from those orgasms, she grabbed those balls with both her hands and squeezed them, provoking waves of pleasure all over the god’s body. «I see…» She tried to think, but those testicles were far too distracting. «You like… me touching… fuck! Those balls!» A single orb was easily larger than her entire palms. Literally: she stretched her palms as much as she could, yet still her wrist-to-middle-finger length was only three-fourths of the full length of that godly ball. “FUCK!!” She blurted as she held a single testicle with both arms, which bulged as they tried to lift that monster ball –to no avail.

She flexed her biceps and her back, adding power to her abs and her legs while trying again to lift or even just move that single testicle, failing every time. “Holy fuck!!” Her pussy loudly gushed juices on the floor as she rolled her eyes under multiple orgasms and felt her tits two celebrate that manliness with hoses of milk of their own. “FUCK!!” As she felt she was falling again, she latched to those balls, provoking no pain on the mighty being. She had to hug those balls with her arms to put herself back in her knees, and the male’s genitalia only grew harder and hotter.

“That’s my bitch!” The being lifted his head, making the ceiling crack as he stood sometimes at the tip of his toes. Camila felt a tremendous wave of pleasure by knowing that she was giving that being so much power. Still, the balls in front of her didn’t just intimidate the poor woman; they made her fear for her life. «These… massive… heavy… horse testicles!»

The orbs were throbbing and sloshing with prodigious amounts of semen. They were covered with so many thick veins and arteries they looked like two veins, and the horse jizz that flowed inside their ducts and was stored in that huge ballsack was so abundant and concentrated she could literally taste it by just laying her mouth of the surface and sucking it.

And lay her mouth she laid; suck that ball she did! «Holy… shit!!» She couldn’t help but to give herself massive multiple orgasms as she tea-bagged that godly scrotum, warming it all up with her ooze. Massive loads of saliva were joining her puddle of cunt-juices on the ground as the being roared and puffed, releasing massive loads of precum on Giancarla’s body—who remained still and asleep, oblivious to the growing obscenity beside her.

Fuuuck…!!” Camila’s screams were muffled by the gargantuan mass of meat in front of her face. «I can drink his spunk!!» She tasted its strong, milky flavor. «I am literally drinking this stud through his sack! Holy sh…!!» Before she could even finish, her pussy hosed a powerful, hydrant-strong thread of juices on Giancarla, who by then was completely covered the sex fluids of both super beings.

Camila was panting and screaming and almost losing her damn mind when she heard a powerful *slap!* over her face. Briefly free from the spell of that god-forsaken member, she looked up and saw the god-cock of that horse-male slapping against his abs; so strong and hard was the member that it forced itself against his mighty abs, apparently the only thing strong enough to make his muscles bulge inwards.

The god looked down to her with a satisfied grim. His hair was luscious like a lion’s mane, and is still preserved the absolute-black color of his fur from when he was in horse-form. Still grabbing those balls in her hands, feeling them throb and fill her body with so much life-giving energy, Camila finally saw the horse’s tail attached to the man’s body—a long, luscious dark tail shaking with so much pleasure. She touched it and fondled it sweetly, looking up to her god-horse with the loveliest of smiles. “You still kept your tail!”

The massive male caressed her cheeks. “You want me to take it?”

“No!” She was quick to reply. “I love it.” And her gaze was lost in the myriad of muscles of that god-forsaken stud. “You are… you are…” «So perfect.» «So holy.» «So big.» «So godly.» These were all the answers that raced through her mind. Looking up one last time, she mustered the most honest, yet also the sweetest response from her heart: “you’re everything I’ve ever dreamt of!”

The massive male moved his hands down to her shoulders and scooped her up. Camila couldn’t help but to yelp, shiver, and squirt as the monster grabbed her and lifted her up so easily she felt like a feather—even though she knew full well she was a 6’3ft-tall, 350-pound Amazon goddess. «In the end, I am nothing.» She realized as she rose before that horse. “I am nothing next to tis 10ft-tall, 3,000-pound god-stud!”

As her face finally got to his, she came again multiple times, sticking her tongue out and trying to lick him, to kiss him, to savor all the perfection of that manly, godly face. “We’re going to fuck outside.” He said while nonchalantly laying her on his shoulders. “Can’t do it here. I will destroy the house in a single thrust.” He said, turning around and proving his point by making all the floor creak and rumble as he calmly and royally walked outside. “Let’s do it in the open air. It’s a beautiful night tonight; a perfect night for me to fill with your screams.”

To be continued

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Young Studs and their Muscle Master – Chapter 1

He had dominated the entire university not even a full month after the classes had begun. It was unbearable having to hear about the guy in every chat, everywhere, all the time.

‘Who’s this Rodrigo, really?’ I asked my friends, who always answered with a great deal of discomfort and a hint of jealously.

‘Looks like he’s Oliveira’s ‘pupil.”

I remember quite well the funnnylooks they gave each other, ass well as their surprised expression when asking me:

‘Man… you don’t know the guy?’

‘No. That’s why I’m asking.’

‘He’s, like, fucking all the pussies in campus.’

I raised an eyebrow.

‘Fucking all the pussies?’

‘Yeah, dude. All of them! Marcela, Clara, Joana… all of them were fucked by him.’

I stopped listening after ‘Joana.’ No. That couldn’t be!

‘What Joana?’ I asked, anger brewing inside me. ‘My Joana?’

The guys looked at each other one last time and, with sorrowful faces, replied:

‘Yeah, dude. Look… I’m sorry.’

That couldn’t stay like that!

I had the distinction of being of the campus’s best studs, and few males of my caliber would be cool when a rival appeared in my midst.

Joana, after all, was my girl. Well, my ex, but till one of my biggest, hardest conquests: an extremely tall, Nordic blonde with incredible breasts, thick, hard legs, a spectacular rear, and a face sculpted by the gods themselves; a prize only the most expert and daring men could claim.

And I, after all, was one of those men —the only one, in fact, who had ever conquered her heart, and that only after lots os effort, strategy, and planning.

The more I got to know that dude, the more incredible, truly unebelievable things seemed to be>

‘Wait, wait. You’re saying that the dude snatched Joana in a single night??’

‘Yes, dude. He met her, he fucked her.’

I just couldn’t believe those words:

‘He fucked her the same day he met her??’

‘Yep. Impressive, huh?’

I had needed months for Joana to fall into my trap. There was something really fisky about that whole story.

‘What are you thinking about, my love?’ A sweet, somewhat-deep voice awakened me from my deep thoughts. I looked down and saw Amanda, my third lover for the week.

E a reação da minha gostosa não deixou dúvidas de que, sim, ela ouvira muito bem do cara:

I didn’t play any games and cut straight to the chase:

‘Ha anyone talked about this Rodrigo guy?’

And my her reaction made it very clear that, yes, she indeed had heard of him:

‘Ow, yes! He’s sooo hot!’

‘Mmm!’

‘Don’t you tell me you’re jealous.’

‘Well, honey, you know me.’

‘Oow…!’

I grabbed her hard and rolled over her body on the bed:

‘A man must protect his territory.’

‘Oow, oow…’

‘Have you slept with him?’

Her eyes beamed with aprehension, even a bit of shock, before she finally answered:

‘I-I… I-I… I really want to.’ Her hands ran along my ample, hard, muscular chest, and her finger played with her perfect blond hairs. ‘He’s really hot.’

‘You’ve got a hot man right here, in your hands.’ I said, without the slightest trace of humility in my voice, for I knew very well I earned my arrogance.

She smiled and tried to avoid the question:

‘Are you really this jealous, huh, stud?’

I fondled her hair, smiling with my perfect teeth, my square jaw, and prominent cheeckbones, showing her the extremely thick and veiny bicepts of my ripped arm —the biceps of a man who maxxed all the reps in gym.

‘I gotta check out my competition.’

‘Oooh… aaahee…’ She bit her lips and lost herself in my body, spreading her legs wide open for me to ram her with my aboltely humungous…

‘Oow, oow!! Hone-eey!!’

‘Mmm?’

She yelped in pain, looking me with even greater desire:

‘Be careful with your monster.’

‘Oh, yes.’ I moved my prick inside her. ‘I’m touching your cervix, ain’t I?’

She nodded, smiling with intense lut:

‘You know you are, you dog.’

‘Mmm.’

‘You… ooh, god, how big. Ahee, aahee, stop…’

She was visibly exhausted; her body completely covered in sweat, her well-trained muscle shivering, completly hard, and her whole face dripping with sweat after the two hours of fucking he had undergone —which was still barely half my full power.

‘This pussy’s too juicy for me not to enjoy it.’

‘Aaahee… my god!’

I grabbed her body, squeezing her immense, titanic tits against my iron chest, and then I drowned her in a soul-tearing kiss, stealing away even her thoughts along with all the air in her lungs.

‘My… god!!’ She shivered, tightening her cunt in my obcene tool. ‘You don’t top, my god!!’

At that moment, the Rodrigo guy was forgotten, for I was again the absolute god of that bed.

With my absoltely enviable cock, I proceeded to wrecking that girl for half-an-hour more, claiming from her orgasms and more orgams until the entire building was hearing her delirious screams and my powerful noises.

The bed where we were fucking was a bit lousy. Craaarrsh!! After three hours of coitu, it broke in half… yet still, with the bed and the mattress on the floor, I kept fucking her.

‘Aaahee…!! Aaahee…!!!’ Her screams were becoming more and more desperate. ‘Aahee, my god…!! My… my god…!!’ Her eyes widened, almost jumping from her socket, as she finally screamed for all the neighbors to hear.

I simply smiled and kept fucking, finally feeling the firt drops of sweat appearing in her body.

After four hours, I was still fucking her. Her screams only weren’t weaker because, after all, all the energy in her body had gone away.

She turned her head side-to-side, as if looking for escape routes, and then she squinted her eyes, as if trying to simply withstand the barrage of orgasms I was unleashing in her body.

‘Huge…!! AAAHEE!!’ She babbled and screamed. ‘YOU’RE SO FUCKING HUGE, DAAAMN IT!!!’

‘Filthy little mouth, my whore.’

‘AAAAHH…!!!’

I kissed her and squeezed her breasts, all while I kept railing her cunt for twenty minutes, thrusting three or four times a second.

I felt her cunt juices blasting on my abs. My muscles were wholly drenched by her incontinent orgasms, like jets bursting from a water machine gun.

At that point, she wa beyond words; she could only roll her eyes and murmur, with her chin chivering:

‘G-g-god… y-you… aaahee!!’

I extracted more and more orgams out of her with ease, asking myself, in the back of my mind, how any man could be better than that.

Rising once again over my body, with my knees on the mattress, grabbing her by her thick, long, muscular legs, I ravished her cunt more and more times, seeing her body moving up and down on the mattress, her two enormous tits swinging loudly.

‘Aaaheee…!!!’ She alternated faint yelps with louds gushes from her cunt. ‘OO-AAAHEE!!!’

Her orgasms were so powerful her squirts were reaching my pecs.

I had given that mare some fifty orgasms, and still she begged for more —unable to faint, yes, but also unable to handle that power for much longer.

‘M-m-my g-g-god… aaheee… ooohh!!’ She looked to the clock. ‘It’s 2a.m., fuuuuck!!’

Yes. I started fucking her around 10p.m. and, save a little chat here and there, we hadn’t stoppe.

I was recking that cunt like no man would ever wreck her. «I doubt this Rodrigo can… uuurh!!… do better than this!»

My woman’s clit was practically torn out fromm her as I kept stimulating her with my cock’s thick veins.

Oh, whoever that Rodrigo was, one thing I could be certain of: there was no wahe was any harder, longer, or thicker than I.

‘AAAAHEEE…!!!’ My woman did her best to try and rip my prick from my waist, hardening her pussy labia, but my cock was unwieldingly hard.

She couldn’t resist the power and the puissance of my anaconda: from my balls to my helmet, I measure nothing less than twelve inches.

‘Why don’t you cum some more, my mare?’

‘OOOORRHH!!!’ Two jets burst from her cunt, and her breasts hardened mightily, like bowling balls, looking like two giant flexed muscles. ‘OOOORHH!!!’ Spliiirsh, spliiiirshh!! More two jet sprouted from her cunt, hitting my ripped body’s eight abs muscle and falling into the enormous puddle that had been formed on the floor—for the bed didn’t stop dripping with herpleaure juices.

‘OOAARRHH!!!’ That heavy, ripped, giant woman writhed as I squeezed her tits with one hand and ank my finger in her ass, fucking her relentlessly a her orgams seemed to just pile on into infinity. ‘GOD!!! GOD!!!’

Her pussy exploded in three ferocious jets of female nectar while her breasts, estimulated by my hand, squirted two jets of milk, making her shake and contort like a madwoman or an animal suffering from severe electric spasms.

And that was exactly what she was suffering: multiple electric discharge from my prick; multiple, hyperconcentrated orgasms in short slivers of time, reaching up to three, four, or five explosions of pleasure in a mere second.

The temptation of ramming my whole prick in her cunt was too big; if I did so, however, I’d kill her.

‘OOOAARHH!! AAARRHH!!!’

While my mare screamed and writhed on my prick, I lamented the fact I could never fully satiate it on a female.

Few of them, after all, could take my 12-inch monster in its entirety —and the rare ones who could take its length certainly couldn’t handle its width.

For my prick was not only huge, as it was thick; so thick, in fact, that a single hand wasn’t able to grab it in full, for its girth was superior to a soda bottle.

‘I want more orgasms from you.’

‘Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh…!!!’ She smiled while she moaned, completely lost in paradise, feeling how I was a guy who could demand (and take) orgams from her body with aimple command. ‘Aaahee, aaahee… AAAAHHH!!!’

Her cunt hardened and violently expelled jets and yet more jets of orgasm against my waist. I literally counted the seconds for those multiple orgasms, all accompanied by copious cunt-squirts, were over.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds… fuck!

The girl spent five uninterrupted second cumming and squirting in my prick! After that, I don’t even know how she withstood my body over hers.

She latched on my muscles like a castaway holding on to the pieces of the ship at sea —but she didn’t know that would only increase her agony, for the pain of her nails piercing my back only made me harder, giving my thursts yet even more power.

I turned her cunt into meat mush.

Eventually, I started lifting her with me, pressing her against the wall. My fucking became so intense I could no longer just stay laid down, fucking her on the mattress.

‘AAAHEE, AAAHH, AAAAHH!!!’

Her pussy ejaculated several times, jets and yet more jets of liquid orgasm on my wait, dripping loudly on the floor, building puddles around my feet and my incredibly thick legs.

The way I fucked that cheap whore against the wood, it’s was possible I would tear a hole into the other room on the wall. The whole bedroom literally trembled as I fucked. Dust fell from the ceiling, and the plaques of wood behind her back craked and ceded, barely withstanding the pressure of my continuous brutal thrusts on her cunt.

‘AAAAHEE…!!! AAAAAHHH…!!!’

Her pussy rained as I gave my best to make her pass out.

‘AAAHEE, AAAAHEE, AAAARRH…!!!’

I felt my partner’s body trembled while more and more buckets of her spunk bathed my ab. The droplets fell fat and loud on my feet, bathing all my waist and legs, while my woman convuled and finally fainted on my arms.

I saw her eyes lose their color and her body grow cold; he had gone into a comma.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ I houted. ‘Roooaarr!!’ I roared.

My gigantic balls tightened, sending tons of spunk up ot that bitche’s womb.

Boom, boom, boom!! I felt my prick, like an engine, unloading all my milk on the condom, which would get even tighter against her cunt.

There barely was a condom large enough for me, and the one I was wearing —the biggest in the market— barely covered 70% of her cock.

‘Uuurhh!! Uuuurrh!!’ I roared and crushed my nymph’s body even harder against the wall, unloading in her what felt like gallons and more gallons of spunk, making my condom well like a balloon inside her.

My sack was enormous. Not only did I have a horse-sized cock on my muscular white body, but my jewels too complemented thi equine endowment perfectly.

‘Holy fucking shiiit!’ Many women, including that one in my arms, screamed with horniness when witnessing the gigantic dimensions of my genitalia. ‘Your balls… my god!! They’re as large as apples!’

And in fact they were. Only large testicles, in fact, could nut such obscene load of spunk like that one.

‘Aaaaheem…!!’ Even unconscious, my women writhed more and more as she felt her cunt getting so desperately tighter. ‘Aaaaahh…!!’

My condom was swelling so much my semen was warming up her cervix and filling up her womb. Little by little, I withdrew my prick, which still pumped and ejaculated those bovine loads of semen.

‘Uuuurhh!!’ I flexed my muscles, conforting and masaging the woman latched onto my body.

My orgams could be unreasonably long: the shortest one lasted ten seconds, while the mot generous ones reached up to a full minute!

‘Uuuurrh!! Uuurrh!!!’

Slowly, I laid her body on the bed, still cumming inside her.

Some thirty seconds had already passed since I started nutting, but my body was still shaken by the heat and the electric cum discharges, and my cock still pumped my seed into that condom.

As soon as I withdrew my cock from her, the pent-up liquids in her cunt all blasted out: squiiish!! Squiiiishh!!

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ Her pleasure juices reached my face! ‘Coming a lot, are we?’

‘Ooorrimm, ooorrmm!!’ She contorted, completely druken on the bed. ‘Aaaairrmm, aaairrm…!!’

Forty seconds later, my prick was still nutting. I felt my condom pressing against her womb, maybe twice as wide as my cock’ girth.

Fifty seconds later and my cock was still unloading seed! With a hand on the back of my legs, I held one of my balls and massaged it.

I couldn’t only grab a single ball with my whole hand. It would be unconfortable grabbing both, for they were so huge a single palm couldn’t contain any of them.

I massaged my balls one by one, feeling the broth running inside them, their sperm ducts throbbing and contracting like arteries, sending jets and more jet of that life juice into the condom.

No wonder everyone on campus knew me as “breeding bull;” the amount of semen I carried in my balls was simply unreasonable.

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ I cloed my eyes and contorted my face, finally facing the last (and biggest) of those orgasms. ‘Oooaarhh!!’

My woman writhed even harder, for the condom became even larger with the final loads I shot through my urethra.

Though she had fainted, my girls still fought constantly against her own nerves to wake up, opening up an eye here and there, very curious to witness the obscene load I had come.

It was also a prize for me, in fact, to observe the state of my condom after every one of my orgasms.

Still roaring and writhing mightily, I withdrew my prick from that tightened cunt.

‘Holy fucking shit.’ I took a deep breath and puffed. ‘I came a whole liter in you, whore.’

‘Aaaheem… aaaheem…!!’

PAAAF!!! I gave that ass a strong slap, marking it with my palm! My mare writhed and screamed, smiling, while I extracted my titanic prong from her.

‘AAAHEEM…!!’ She screamed, really experiencing incredible pain as well as pleasure. ‘Caaareful… aaahee!! S-slooow!! Aaaaheem!!’

“Slow!” Ha, good one! I had fucked that cunt like a literal wild stallion and now she decided to get all delicate and fancy?? Ha, ha, yeah, right.

Women can be such pussies sometimes, huh!

‘We’re almost theeeere!

‘Aaaaaheem!!!’ He looked back and bit one of her lips, very hornily. ‘Let me see how much you came!’

The tip of the inflated condom was always the most difficult part to withdraw, for it became larger than a baloon. My woman certainly felt her cunt open up and stretch out insanely, to the point of her almost thinking she was being torn off in hald, for the load in that plasstic really surpassed that of five horses.

‘Oooaarhh!!!’

My muscles flexed and I smiled with incredible pleasure and power, seeing how my sack was able to nut the same as fifteen men.

‘Uuuurrhh!!!’ Her womb would get wholly impregnated by my seed —all her eggs perfectly fecundated!— if I came all that load inside my bitches. ‘Uuuurrhh!!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’

After one last scream from my partner, I finally extracted my balloon-condom from her. Schluupp!! The noise was loud and coarse, like the smacking of lips mixed in with an explosion, and the load of lube that burst out of my woman thereafter was equally freightening.

‘Oooorrhh!!!’ I roared, feeling that prick weigth with that cum balloon attached to it, as well as extremely aroused by the waterfall of lubes that burst out of my girl’s cunt.

‘Aaaaheem!!’ She writhed, trying all the time to lift her head up and see… ‘My… my…!’ The real volume of my nut juices. ‘My god!!’

A balloon as large as ten tennis balls had formed in my condom, which was so heavy it pulled my whole dick down, leaving it at a straight angle in relation to my waist.

‘M-m-my… m-m-myyy…’ My woman licked her lips while her eyes glittered. ‘My god!!’

No doubt I was a god.

‘I came over a liter, bitch.’

Something like a lightning bolt ran down her body, suddenly shaking from head to toe and falling flat, unconscious once again over the bed, now passed out for goof.

The pleasure of witnesing my sheer masculinity was so great that the bitch fainted a second time. I smiled and laughed, amazed by my own power.

‘Fuck!’ I held my gigantic cock and shook it, seeing my immense, heavy sack swiging with it. ‘I’m a fucking beast!’

My gigantic body heated up and throbbed, as if my muscles were instantaneously recovering their power after that intense fucking and cumming.

My biceps hardened, covered by thick veins, and my pecs throbbed just like my hyper-ripped eight-pack abs became even more shredded, taken by pure male power.

‘Uuurrh!! Uuurrh!!’

My legs too swelled, my thigh muscles growing and throbbing uncontrollably, as if being charged by the immense energy that sprawled from my genitalia.

Once in a while, I myself felt scaredby the monster jewells I carried there, between those massive thighs. I knew I was the biggest, longest, heaviest, and thickest any woman has ever had, and this very knowledge scared me sometimes.

‘Fucking horse cock!’ I grabbed my prick with both hands. ‘Who does this Rodrigo think he is?’

I squeezed the prick, which remained rock-hard. While some men need to take Viagra to get hard, I required some sort of medicine too get soft.

It could be embarrassing, indeed, to remain with my huge, hard prick for hours and hours, never knowing when it would finally give in.

Even after fours hours of fucking, I remained so hard that my prick burned and ached in my waist; it’s as if my prick was too large for my own body —and I was already an incredibly massive dude!

‘Aaarh, fucking bull prick! Fucking monster cock I have between my legs!’ I grabbed my condom and, very delicately, I tried to undo it.

I needed a lot of time and incredible tact to take that plastic out of my prick; it was so heavy, so full and concentrated that the slighestmisshap would blow up cum everywhere.

I roared and hardened my muscles, feeling how my prick still throbbed, getting harder and harder, ready to fuck again!

‘Wait just a little while. Soon, I’ll have more fresh cunt for you!’

When I finally got that plastic out… PLAAAFF!! The prick immediately jumped up and hit my abs, sprinkling my body with spunk.

‘Hoooly fucking shit!’

Some men, when they’re hard, get a straight angle between their prick and their waist; the more potent ones get a prick about 45 degrees over their waits.

Very well, veyr well: my prick was so hard that it simply pressed itself against my belly, forcing my abs inward with its tremendous strength.

‘Aaarrh!!’ I held that prick with a hand, trying to move it down, but it’s strength was almost hydraulic. I really needed to, more than ever, a second pussy in which to unload all that excess masculinity. ‘Fucking damn it!’

In my other hand I held my condom, a true balloon holding a liter of the world’s thickest jizz inside. My arm muscles hardened just by holding that obscene load

This full litter of cum must have been weighting about four pounds!

‘Uuuurh!! Whore!!’ I tied a knot on the condom while my woman writhed on the bed. Putting on some light clothes on my obscenely ripped, bodybuilding frame, I approached the bed and gave her sleepy body a gentle kiss. ‘See you around, kiddo.’

‘Aaarrh-aaarrheem…’ She cried out something, and I, all baggy and sweaty, with my muscles almost tearing up the tight, light cloth of my clothes, I left the apartment to my car, carrying the “cum balloon” all the way out.

The loads I ejaculated were so great it made no ene to throw the condom on the toilet, as it would easily get clogged.

The trash bin was also no good, for it was so much spunk that a dishonest  bitch could easily pop the ballon, grab a clean load with her hand and fecundate herelf with my ample seed.

No. The only way to safely dispose of that sack of spunk was driving to the city’s river and thowing the condom on its waters —an egregiou act of pollution, indeed, but much better than risking impregnanting a worthless bitch.

«Arriving in 15 minutes.» I typed on the cellphone while driving. «I hope you’re prepared.»

Frankly, I never scheduled an apointment with the girls I saw or fucked during the weekend; sex with me could last o long it was better for them to simply remain available all day long until I called them.

When I finallly drove to their houes, all I needed was to send a message demanding them to get ready and, lo and behold, they welcomed me with their wonderful bodies squeezed into outrageously tight and sexy outfits.

They were always ready for me —always ready and thirsty.

Women, after all, can have many annoying little rules, but with me all these rules were thrown out the window just as easily as I threw that sperm baloon out on the river.

Maira, however, took some time to reply. That was really unusual.

As unpredictable and unstable that women usually are, with me they were always a Swiss clock: I messaged them, and within five minutes they replied, even if just with a little heart.

Maira, however, didn’t reply even as I got to her apartment, ready to finally sooth my raging cock with a few more hours of rough fucking.

«I’m at your house, baby. I’m coming in.»

I wanted on the lobby, however, until my girls sent me a quick and careless reply:

«Hi, hon!» She answered with several sad emojis. «Sorry, babe! I can’t see you!»

My eyes widened. «What do you mean??»

That was literally the first time a woman ever told me ‘no.’ That a woman told my dick ‘no!’

I though about pressing for more answers, but soon she kept sending me hasty texts like:

«I’m busy. Super urgent, baby. Sorry, love. We meet another time.»

Gotta confess that was a major annoyance. I was the one who treated my partners with carelessness, not the other way around.

Alright, all cool. Marta and Maira weren’t the only girls I had ‘reserved’ just for occasions like thoe.

«Dani, I’m arriving.» I wrote my third bitch. «Thirty minutes. Be ready for me.»

And just like that, I received a joyful reply less than two minutes later, with the girls basically melting on the keyboard, filled with desire for my cock:

«Counting the seconds, my horse.»

Smiling, I ignored Maira’s snub and drove all my way to Danielle’s, whose cunt I ravished, whose mouth I fucked, whose ass I devoured, and whose sense I blasted with multiple orgasm atop multiple orgasms for three consecutive hours —well enough for my cock to finally deflate.

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The weekend had been a triumph, yet I couldn’t be happy.

‘What do you mean, you were fucking Rodrigo?’ I couldn’t hide my shock once I went to get some answers from Maíra, who replied with a mix of shame and neglect, and also a bit of revolt:

‘Well, I suppose you don’t mind, do you?’ She looked at me frmo head to toe, giving me a haughty smile. ‘You’re always so full of options, aren’t you?’

I tried my best to remain charming, but my voice was heavy with unmistaken authoritarianism:

‘That’s not what I asked.’

She stepped back, smiling with irony.

‘Wow. Well, well! You’re really obssessed with the guy, aren’t you?’

I lowered my head and my shoulders discreetly.

‘Not ‘obssessed.”

‘Uh-uh.’

‘But a man must scan through his competition, isn’t it?’

‘Oow, my love.’ She blinked, all naughty. ‘If a man is worried about his competition, he knows he’s not the clear winner. What insecurity is that, huh?’ And she grabbed, then, the formidable tool in my pants. ‘Are you afraid of losing your Alpha-male post here in town, are you?’

My heart beat more quickly —and I didn’t know if of anger or fear.

Looking deep into her caramel eye, I asked:

‘Is he better than me?’

And her eyes rolled, almost sinking in her skull.

‘Wow, I… well, he… wow. Fucking wow!’ She kept trying to answer, very foolishly, without even paying attention to me anymore. ‘I mean, I…’

I crossed my arms.

‘You can tell me straight.’

A part of me knew what she was going to answer, but another part simply didn’ believe —or refused to believe— that could be possible.

Finally, almost as if trying to avoid the conversation, she looked down and answered:

‘You’re an incredible male.’

”But.” I pressedon, and her face was almost frozen in a fearful expression.

‘B-but… wow, I never thought I was going to say that, but… wow: he’s much better than you.’

My heart sank. My cock, weirdly enough, throbbed with sexual tension.

”Much better?”

I saw the way she bobbled her head and shook her whole body. Just by remembering what the guy had done to her the whole weekend, she was excited, getting in heat, dangerously close to another orgasm.

‘He… he… oh, my god…’ Her eyes shone very brightly, almost tearing up. ‘I always thought you were a god in the bed… until I met this guy! Oow, Rodrigo! What a god, what… what a god!’

My heart beat very fast, and I almost laughed, thinking that could only be a prank.

‘How can any guy be better than me?’

And she then trying to answer, but failed to find the right words to describe my rival.

Her nipples were hard and her whole body seemed to throb with the heat waves bursting from her waist.

I felt her sweet, fresh, juicy aroma, and knew that gorgeous female was in heat.

Grabbing one of her breasts, I squeezed it.

‘Aaaahee!!’ And my woman jittered, walking back with fear.

‘Tell me: how can this guy be better… than me?’ And I showed her all my body, which was all hard and hot, ready for some ferocious fucking.

Our conversation was over. She couldn’t answer me anything else, and I couldn’t pay attention to her or anybody until settling my score with that new Alpha male in my turf.

Indeed, I was determined to meet him and finally see, once and for all, who I was dealing with.

«Absurd!» I thought, really furious with the fact that there really was a man more powerful than I in that town —or in the whole world!

After all, how the fuck could a man be any better? That was something I always though imposible!

With my 6.3ft-tall body, I’m massively bigger and more powerful than any male I’ve ever met —especially considering my 300-pound of pure muscle weight.

Before a mirror, everytime I left a warm bath or cleaned myself after hosing one or two or three bitches with my seed, I checked out my unbelievably ripped and muscular body, with no less than eight muscles in my abs, humungous arms, legs as thick as tree trunks, and a horse cock in my waist, I really wondered what man in this planet could ever surpass me.

«This guy…!» I muttered behind gritted teeth, «he can’t be real!»

And the women I left moaning and crying on the bed turned to me and asked for an encore:

‘Come back, Renato! We want you diiiick!’

And my dick remained rock-hard, yes, for only an ungodly amount of pussy was able to sooth it.

‘Wait.’ I replied coarely, making them drip and cum with my thundering voice.

With all this succes, what man could possibly surpass me??

Worse still: how could this man steal my women?

In little time, I would discover it —and I would settle my score with this guy once and for all.

* * * * * *

The guy, however, was surprisingly hard to find. «A lot of work,» many people told me. «This man doens’t fool around.»

No wonder. He was a genius entrepreneur who made it big since he was fifteen years-old.

«The guy is rich, well-connected, a genius in sports, and better in a bed than I was?» I thought, trying to hide my nervous smile. «How is that possible?»

And then I saw, getting close to the arena, the target of all my obsessions and core of all my fears.

The male’s steps were heard all throughout the gym. The other fighters, seeing him get close, immediately walked back and lowered their heads, asking how the fuck couldn’t they ever defeat a guy like that in a fair fight.

Walking towards the octagon, therefore, we saw that impressive masculine specimen getting ready for the fight, which for him must have been nothing more than a big child’s play.

And as soon as I laid my eyes on him, all my doubts disappeared and all my worst fears were confirmed. Rodrigo was a giant —and one of the most spectacularly beautiful men I’ve ever laid my eyes upon!

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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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A muscle god crushes two bisexual lovers with his 17-inch monster cock! [FREE PAGES!]

The girls couldn’t believe that absolutely magnificent being that approached them!

The male was so heavy that, with each step, he made the earth tremble: booom, boom, brooom!!

‘Oooh, what is going on??’ The brunette couldn’t believe that a single man could be so heavy. ‘Who… oooh… w-who are you?’

The male got closer and closer, revealing his body under the rays of sun, highlighting his immense muscles covered by one single long, white tunic.

‘My name is Pargasus… and I’d like to join you.’

‘Oooh…’ The brunette gulped time and time again.

She wanted to say something, but her eyes were completely lost amidst that wall of muscles and virility.

In the middle of his waist, she could see the tunic forming an obscene tent, pressed by the immense endowment that being carried in between his legs.

‘Is this a dream?’

Still recovering from the orgasms, her blonde friend rose up from the floor and answered:

‘I d-don’t think it is, honey…even though a… a man like that!…’ Her eyes were lost in his impressive physique. ‘W-who are… you??’

The gorgeous male, with a face so masculine it made the woman’s wombs heat up just by being looked at, smiled.

‘I’ve told you already.’

‘M-m-my god!!’ The brunette her shout slip. ‘What a voice!’

His voice was so deep, so thunderous that the waterfall noises diminished every time he spoke!

‘My name is Pargasus.’

‘Pargasus…’ Both women repeated, hypnotized.

‘And I’m gonna fuck you both.’

The two ladies felt their pussies swell, moistening up madly.

‘By the… l-love of… god!!’ The brunette’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger.

‘W-w-who d-do ya…’ The blonde shook her face. ‘Where the hell did you come from??’

«From Olympus.» The young man considered to reply, but maybe that would have been too much for those two mortals.

Instead, he let them make their own conclusions:

‘I think, my beauties…’

Oooh…

‘…you’d be more interested in what I have to give you.’

And he let the white rope fall: vuuuussh!!

At first glance, the girls had no reaction.

Their throats hurt and their hearts throbbed strongly, heating their bodies with more copious volleys of blood.

Their pussies were swelling to the naked eyes; they could feel the flames eating them from between their legs.

‘God… m-m-my god!!’ Iara shook her head several times. ‘Pinch me, Raissa, pinch me!’

But Raissa herself couldn’t believe… that monument!

‘Oooh… wow!’

Muscles! Muscles all throughout! The man wasn’t just big, he was massive! In all her fitness years, she’d never seen such a hard, ripped male!

His abs sported a twelve-pack —twelve! The man was so ripped she could literally see the blood flowing inside his veins and insanely bloated arteries.

‘Ooow… oooww!!’

The brunette soon realized she had no words left in her. «My g-god!! What a god!!» That was all her mind could repeat before that magnificent horse of a man.

‘Ooow, my god!! You’re bigger… aahee!!’

She looked to his prick. Both women felt their pussies leaking nonstop.

That penis… that gigantic prick…!

‘Ooohh!!’ Bruuum!! The brunette literally fell on her knees, unable to maintain the strength in her legs. ‘M-m-my g-god!!’

That horse’s prick was insultingly huge! It stretched out in a straight angle, pointing right at its lascivious targets.

‘So?’ The arrogant male opened up his arms, multiplying the muscles of his body and making the prick rise higher and higher.

‘Ooohh!!’

The being got closer. Buuum, buuuum, buuum…!! His prick seemed to only grow larger and larger!

Raissa couldn’t believe the immense girth of that monster… much less it’s horse-sized length!

The guy was literally bigger than any horse! How was that possible?

‘M-my g-g-god!’ She gulped nervously all the time. ‘M-my sweet god!!’

Buuum, buuuum…! The being stopped a few steps away from the ladies.

The blonde laid her eyes on immense balls dangling below the prick; one could see the veins multiplying and the gallons of semen flowing in the sack at every passing second.

‘My god!! My god, my god, my god! Look at thiiis!!!

But Raissa was far too hypnotized by that anaconda to pay attention to anything else.

‘Oooh… what a dong! What a… fucking prick!…’  She ran one finger along the biggest arteries throbbing on that massive shaft. ‘Ow, ow, ow!!’

She felt the blood flowing inside the vast duct, which was thicker and wider than her thumb.

‘M-m-my god… m-m-my…’

The god soon felt two hands in his balls, and saw it was the blonde who touched them and squeezed them.

‘God!! Oooh, what a… fucking Greek god!!’ She was right, even though unknowingly. ‘You… oow, my god, how much…’

«Seed!» Her mind completed what the mouth was still too shy to utter.

The god flexed his muscles and made the prick stand higher still; his phallic monster, as it happened, wasn’t even half-hard!

‘Touch it. Enjoy it.’

‘Oooww… aaaheeemm…!!’

The male didn’t just have ‘testicles;’ he had cannons balls filled with semen, throbbing with the gallons and gallons of sperm he produced at a frenzied pace.

‘My god… my…!!’ The blonde lowered her mouth to those testicles. «Holy fuck!!» Those balls were literally larger than pomegranades! ‘Oooh, fuck!!’

The mega-god started stroking her hair, treating her like his little dog.

‘Is my girl enjoying daddy’s balls?’

She barely even looked at the man, rolling her eyes as she licked and slurped all over those titanic balls!

‘My god… m-my god!…’ The little girl was completely drunk in sex, infected by the intoxicating virility of that male. ‘Raissa!!’ She called her friend. ‘I can feel the spunk inside! Ooooh!!’

Buuum!! The two balls throbbed and swelled, as if proving a point!

Oooorrrhhh…!!!’ The mega-god let off a coarse growl, making the whole valley shake.

Oooo-aaaiiimm!!’ Raissa squirmed as soon as that prick grew even thicker before her face and…

Bloooorshh!!…expelled a thick, powerful load.

«M-m-my god!!» The brunette was floored. «Is he already coming?»

The liquid fell over her body: SPLOOORRRSSH!!

Aaaaheee!!!’

She was covered by that ridiculously virile broth, wondering how a single man could produce so much juice!

Uuuurrrrhhh!!‘ The male roared again, signaling he wasn’t yet finished. ‘Oooh, you hoes!! You fucking sluts!!’

‘My god!!’

‘Oooaarrhh!!’

Bloorsshh!!! The prick shot up. Raissa saw jet after jet after thick jet of hot broth being shot in the sky, bathing her entire body in their fall.

‘Aaaaii!! Aaaai, aaaii!!’

In seconds, the mighty brunette was covered from head to toe by literally gallons of virile juices!

And that wasn’t even the man’s spunk. No! That was just…

«Lubes?!»

Indeed! The man was ejaculating loads of lubes bigger than the entire ejaculate of five hundred men! That was just…

‘Uuuurrrrhh!!!’

…unbe-fucking-lievable!

Bloooorssh!! Sbloooorssh!!!

The two girls beheld, totally aghast, the following shots reaching up to ten feet… thirteen feet high!…

‘Ooooorrrrrhhh!!!’ The male flexed all his muscles. ‘Oooooaaarrrhhhh!!!’

BLOOORSHH…!!! One mega-jet! Bulkier, hotter and thicker than all the previous shots!

‘My… god…!’

Both girls witnessed, with their jaws dropped, that long, formidable ejaculation go on for what seemed to be forever.

‘Oooorrrhh!!!’

The gallons of pre-spunk fell in voluminous torrents on the mega-male’s feet, forming rivers that flowed down to the spring nearby.

Raissa, couldn’t stop trembling and spreading her legs further apart, feeling all that masculine broth flowing down her abs and into… her cunt!

«Ooow, my god!! My fucking god!!» Her mind raced, in complete and utter shock, while that man extracted gallons and more gallons of virile juices from his prick.

‘Ooorrrrh, ooooorrrh, oooorrrhh!!!’

The two mares felt their wombs heat up and their ovaries produce hundreds of fertile eggs, all primed for fecundation!

‘My god!!’ Iara opened her legs, waiting for those heavy loads to fall in between them. ‘I want you to fuck me!’ Her mouth uttered without a shade of shame. ‘Oow, fucking horse! I want you to fuck me with your donkey dick and… ooow!! Cum inside me!!’

The magnificent man looked at her and, lowering his prick…

‘First, my beauty, how about a bath?’

‘Oooorrrhh!!’

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Even while soft, that prick was far harder and bulkier than any male she had ever tasted.

It was an involuntary reaction, biting and sucking that prick while the male got his own lips closer to her swollen, throbbing vulva.

‘Mmmm!!’ He smelled her cunt. ‘You’ve had your period three weeks ago. You’re fertile, ready to be fecundated, bitch.’

‘Oooohaaai!!’ The woman moaned, secreting even more pleasure nectar through her pussy, barely believing that…

«This man…!» Her mind raced. «He can feel my fertility just through my smell??!»

Little by little, the monster’s prick started growing in her mouth, swelling along with the myriad of veins that covered it, many of which thicker than thumbs, and with arteries more powerful than many hearts.

The male sucked her pussy hard. The woman nearly lost her mind.

‘Oooaahh!!! Aaahhh!!!’ He seemed to be sucking her organs out! With just that one kiss, she ejaculated! ‘Aaahee!!!’

Spliiiiiirrssshh!! Drinking her juices, he approved her flavor.

‘What a delicious brunette!’ The man’s breath invaded her pussy, making it harden and contract.

‘Aaaheem, nooo!! Ooh, nooo!!’

The monster gave her a ferocious slurp, making her feel as if she was being drained through the cunt.

‘Aaaahee…!!!’

She fought back by grabbing the man’s prick and squeezing it, realizing, however, that her gesture didn’t have any effect on the man; the dick neither bent nor ceded, no matter how hard she tried squeezing it!

Meanwhile, the monster sucked her: scluuurp, schleeerp, schlooopt!!

‘Aaaheem…!!’ She let go one long scream, feeling fire all over her cunt. ‘My womb!! Aaahee…!!!’

Daunting loads of nectar flooded the guy’s mouth.

‘Aaahee!!’ The woman bit that horse’s cock. ‘Aaahee!!’ She felt as if her teeth were about to break. «Fucking hell!!» Her eyes widened. «That’s harder than stone!»

The giant sucked her unendingly. She felt ice, then fire bursting through her body! The heat kept consuming her through the pussy like a volcanic eruption, making her roll her eyes and yelp out loud:

‘Aaaaahh…!!!’ Her body shivered. ‘Aaaaheem…!!’

Her pussy came! Squiiiiissshh, squiiiiiissh, squiiiiiissshh…!!

‘Yes, little princess! Give daddy your juices!’

‘Oooh, daddy, ooohh… aaaheee!!!’

She squeezed his cock and his balls, feeling them burning with life, filled with his thick broth, his life-giving seed!

With tears running down his eyes, she bit him again. «Aaahee…!!!» She bit and bit and bit, while the man sucked her like a Margherita through a straw.

‘Mmmrr!!’ He grunted while breathing hot steams all over her body.

The man’s breath hit her ass, adding an extra layer of pleasure to her multitude of orgasms.

‘Aaaaheem… oooh-mmm!!!’

She grabbed that behemoth dick with both hands, realizing that its girth was still too big for her!

«My god!!»Schluuurrpp!! She felt her entire body melt! The man sucked gallons through her cunt.

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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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The Prince of Chaos was a 15ft-tall beast weighing over 10,000 pounds of pure muscle. Heavenly tongues said that, whenever the God of Filth fucked, the entirety of Hell felt his thrusts –and she believed it, oh, for she herself could feel the power of his pounding sometimes reaching parts of Heaven.

And the god fucked all the time. All. The. Freaking. Time! That was his routine, of course: torturing souls and fucking his demonesses. Some say that, in all of hell, only Lucifer could naturally fuck whomever or whenever He wanted; if some lower demon dared to look at a woman he coveted, the massive god would sodomize ass with his monstrous penis and jizz inside the poor bastard until his body literally exploded.

Then he would proceed to fuck his demoness senseless. «Fuck!!» His emissaries had told Lumina that Lucifer controlled a harem of over twenty million demonesses –all of whom he had fucked at one point of another. Most of the days, in fact, the God of Hell didn’t spend a second without ravishing the bodies of his servants with his 40-inch muscle cock; it was almost blasé to him to insert his full tool in one of his countless tall, muscular demonesses and fuck the ever-living shit out of her until she was begging for mercy or fully passed-out, squirming and orgasming on the ground.

The god fucked while at work, and she pounded bitches while casually chatting to other demons. On the few occasions when He talked directly with Lumina, for instance, he was power-banging a gorgeous, 9ft-tall muscle giantess while finger-banging the cunts of other two women simultaneously, having them all squirt endlessly over his body while he nonchalantly conversed with his hopeful bride.

Lumina was struck with envy, anger, and desire as she (foolishly) rebuffed His advances.

“Is that how you want to talk to your future bride?”

She remembered –oh! She remembered!—how Lucifer looked so dominating, so authoritative to her and made her shriek and cower, all her greatness reduced to nothing next to that towering titan banging three women at the same time.

“Listen to me, you filthy whore of God: when I am asking for the honor of you being my wife, it’s an honor for you, not for me.” His particular inflection made sure he got the point across. “You’re not going to be any more special than my smallest, weakest of cunts just because you’re the most beautiful angel in Heaven. Not by any mile! You’re not part of some masterplan for me to get at your filthy God or anything; you’re not and you will never be this important, you fucking slut.” Satan increased his thrusts, making the demoness convulse with massive, maddening orgasms as he simultaneously lifted the other two women with his fingers in their twats, making his massive biceps bulge. “I want you to be my wife because I covet your body, which is lush and sweet and, above all, fresh! Hell knows I get tired easily of fucking these bitches, which all taste the same after a while.”

The three women were hosing his body with so much milk and lubes the beastly god sometimes had trouble speaking. Lumina watched the waterfalls on his body and felt her knees buckling. Lucifer had so many muscles he could make a bull with each pec, several horses with a single thigh, and a whole bodybuilder with each muscle of his 16-pack abs.

The angel stuck her tongue out and licked the air, not even drawing a single smile from the deity.

“You’re melting with desire. Why don’t you come here and become my woman?”

Lumina lifted her chest, stretching the fabric of her tunics with her JJ-cup breasts.

“Why don’t you come here, o Fallen Angel, and tak-”

“Shut up.” He simply said, and the angel immediately obeyed. “On your knees.” With her heart pounding, she briefly resisted Satan’s command before falling on to her knees and, going one step further, bowing until her forehead touched the ground.

When she dared lift her gaze, she saw Satan fucking those three demonesses harder, exploding their bodies with orgasms just so he could get them over with quickly. “You. Faint.” She commanded the woman in his right hand, and Lumina immediately saw a wave of electricity flow through her so hard that she seized violently and then fell like a wet sponge on the god’s arm.

Satan was as delicate to her as one would expect from the Lord of Hell: she tossed her to his back like a used paper bag, and as the body swirled in a long arc many dozens to feet behind the god, she squirted cum and milk all throughout the way, crashing down with a large splash of sex juices.

“Cum.” The god commanded to the woman in his left hand, and immediately her nipples exploded with hotter and harder gushes of milk while her cunt creamed his arms, his chest, and his abs with a divine flood of steamy, scalding broth. The word also teased the demoness in his monster cock, making her hose his abs and entire torso with her geyser-like secretions, prompting the god to casually open his mouth and drink from her emissions as he finished the other woman off.

“Cum harder.” And the two demonesses shook until their bones started to creak. Lumina’s eyes widened until they became cartoonishly big in her face, for on the bodies of those demonesses she literally saw blasts of energy flashing through their skin. “Cum harder. As hard as you can cum.” Satan’s voice had an unexpectedly large effect on Lumina herself, who felt her bowels heat up and her womb liquefy as her pussy stretched out and a gush of juices washed her legs.

Fuuuuck…!!!” Her eyes bulged and she hit her head on the pristine marble on the floor, cracking it with the strength of the impact. Lucifer didn’t look at her. That mighty angel –Heaven’s most beautiful—was undeserving of even his contemptuous gaze.

“Cum a little bit harder.” The Lord of Demons calmly commanded, and the four women –demonesses and angel all together—blasted his body with their bodily fluids, showering him under juices that easily burned at over a hundred degrees Celsius.

“My lord, please!!” The demoness in his arm was crying tears of sulfur.

“Shut up.” The monster commanded. “Get out.”

Aaah!!” The demoness screamed as Lucifer literally tossed her in the air and, flipping her body, and grabbed her as she was falling back into his arm, with her anus and cunt turned to his face. “Now squirt. Harder!” The devil flexed his muscles, and the combined power of his voice and his fibers rippling through her body made the poor cunt discharge a large torrent as thick as a fist straight into his mouth.

The Lord of Hell, bulging with gorgeous muscles as he kept thrusting wildly on the other demoness, brought the cunt to his mouth and sucked it. Immediately, his 25-inch tongue scavenged the greatest depths of her insides, first filling her cunt completely, then forcing its way through her cervix, prompting only larger juices from her cunt. “Fuuuuck!!!” The poor woman screamed as the tears blasted from her eyes almost as strongly as the milk did from her tits. “Fuuuuuuuu…!!!

Satan completely filled the woman’s womb with his member and stretched it out fully, pushing it up to her throat as he used his astounding control to make the penis vibrate over every inch of her insides.

Loud booms came from the woman’s cunt as she kept hosing the demon’s mouth with lubes. Satan’s voraciousness was so absolute that he managed to drink every last drop of those fluids without a single of them being squirted out of his mouth. His throat made ferocious slurping sounds as he gulped all those gallons into his stomach, which never got any fuller.

At one point, however, the god spilled those lubes through his nose, which made him briefly smile as the demoness fought against exhaustion and death itself. While all that happened, Satan rammed his dick on the demoness in the middle. It was possible that she had passed out, or at least was passing out with some frequency, enough for her presence to even be forgotten. The demoness on Satan’s hand made a better job resisting the god’s onslaught, but only because He carefully watched over her orgasms, making her squirt only as much as he wanted. Taking his mouth away from her cunt, the god proved just how absolute his control was.

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Splashes of thick seed reached as high as the beast’s chin as he went back to thrusting on his slut again: slow and delicate blows at first, then a vicious, animal pounding.

Satan released the woman’s neck and saw her fly up on his cock as she pounded her with atomic force, grabbing her massive waist as she reached the tip of his member and then pulling her down just as hard. He did so countless times per second, bouncing her up and down his full 42-inches while the poor angel creamed herself from every pore imaginable.

Blood was coming out of her nose, painting her tits red –much like the skins of a demoness. Her eyes were both red with blood and white with jizz. The angel tried to think, but there was no thought to be had in that situation. She was almost dead, but always alive, her body constantly rebuilding itself to accommodate the size and power of Satan.

She jumped higher and higher in the air, held on by that 15-feet-tall mountain of muscles and virility. Her body swelled and her mind cracked, yet her angelic, picture-perfect face smiled as she felt fecundated by the mightiest of all males.

Inside her over-stretched, overheated womb, she felt the devilish sperm cells fighting among each other for the few eggs available. There were quadrillions of sperm cells for every milliliter of the man’s juice, and Satan possibly unloaded a thousand gallons in her every! Single! Second!

An ocean of jizz was being formed in the room, which was as vast as fifteen football fields. The area mattered little, however, for the depth soon had risen to a whole foot, and it was growing quickly! Satan’s calves were soon to be buried under his own jizz as the demon pounded and came in the angel, fecundating every single egg and basically kidnapping her womb to force it into slavery.

Inside her body, she literally felt the demon’s sperm surrounding her ovaries like a lace and squeezing it, just as his hand squeezed her neck. The sperm cells whipped the ovaries with their long, thick tails, torturing them so they would make more tasty eggs. As soon as the new batches were released, the sperm cells captured them with their tails and fought to the death against each other to fecundate them.

Not every egg was fecundated, of course, for the sheer size and weight of Satan’s sperm cells was such that, upon entering, a single one of them could literally pop Lumina’s egg like a pimple, leaving its nutrients floating in her canal as more sperm cells ate them up before torturing her ovaries a bit further, demanding more and more eggs.

«Stoooop!!!» Her mind screamed. «Don’t you see I’m full?!! I can’t produce more eggs!! Please, stooooop!! Stoooop!!!» But the sperm cells were relentless, infiltrating her ovaries and fecundating the very core of her baby-making factory.

Satan pounded her as he felt rivers of his seed weight on his cock, then splash in large oceans all around him. The depth had risen to three feet from wall to wall, and the other three demonesses he had fucked were now being washed away by the rising ocean of seed. Satan hugged her. This time, his relentless pounding stopped, and instead he just bottomed on her –a 42-inch meat beast fully nested in her core.

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A giant stud pounds a muscle giantess into submission with his 24-inch hard horse cock… plus a harem of 56 sexy nuns! [FULL BOOK]

A Mouthful from the Priest

Vanessa didn’t know what to expect as she stepped into the church. Was God going to cure her of the fact that, well, she was one massive, cheating whore?

«Well,» she thought to herself, «that’s what miracles are for, right?» And that particular church seemed to be very prone to miracles, at least according to her friends.

At first glance, she was really impressed by the building’s presentation. «These Catholics really know how to live large, huh?» She turned her eyes to the meticulous Gothic architecture of the sprawling building, gazing at its stained windows as she knelt before one of the many long seats.

She looked at her Lord and Savior on the cross and was turned on by it. «God, what a hunk!» She whispered to the Lord in a silk, slivering voice inside her mind. «Your Son is such a hottie!» It was one of those Jesus statues where the sculptor didn’t spare expense in crafting every muscle and highlighting every ripped, tensed fiber of the body. Jesus’s thighs looked gym-rat swollen and his belly sported an enviable six-pack. Hell, even his chest was wide and chiseled. The Lord had a strong, masculine face, with a long, rectangular jaw, a long messy beard, and the blood pouring from his forehead into his muscular body made his sweaty frame even sexier.

Looking at that idol of redemption and self-sacrifice, Vanessa pucked her lips, then bit them, wondering how long and hard Jesus must have been in real life. «Given that he was the son of God, he must have had many blessings that the Bible doesn’t describe.» She smiled, looking at his long, strong, muscular legs, oh, my!

Some older ladies stared reproachingly at her, and she tried to breathe more calmly and gaze less lustily upon the Son of God. She couldn’t help with the reproving looks anywhere she went, though, especially in such a holy place. Mary Magdalen herself wouldn’t cause such stir if she walked naked in the temple of the Pharisees!

Not that he dressed immodestly or anything. «With this body of mine, there’s no way I can look modest. Like, ever!»

She was right. Even as she covered herself with a beautiful, white dress that looked like a tunic or a hijab, she still couldn’t hide the aggressive shape of her athletic body. Standing on the crowd was an unavoidable issue everywhere as she rose 6.2-feet above the ground with a massive, over-muscular frame to strike jealousy at any fitness goddess.

Her massive melons were proportional to her towering height: easily double-G cups that bounced very slowly, powerfully, and noisily everywhere she walked. They were not only unbelievably large, but also hard! Almost pure muscle, in fact, as if her fat was made of some uber-concentrated gel.

Yet there was way more to her body than just her world-shattering knockers. Her arms were ripped and bulging, thanks to the many years of intensive work-out dedication, and her waist was thin, but visibly firm and muscular. Whenever she went to the beach, dudes and ladies alike were jaw-dropped by the eight-pack she so casually displayed. Marvel-movie instructors usually checked her out for tips on how to train new superhero actors!

She was a thick, super goddess who felt no shame in having naughty, lusty thoughts about the Lord or whomever, honestly. With thighs as powerful as hers, she could easily crush any man foolish enough to provoke her. Her legs were built like boulders, and her ass had the firmness and power of two Everest’s. It was a rear so impossibly hard and large she needed two hands to count the traffic jams and accidents she had caused by men (and girls) checking her out.

Clothes, indeed, seemed to be the biggest of her problems. She had the height of a girl and a half and the body mass of easily three, maybe even four women, so every piece she bought and every custom dress she ordered needed to account for all that size. All in all, her full wardrobe was worth an entire factory. In a single day, she must have worn enough clothes to dress a small European village –and that’s with her trying to be modest, as was the case on that special day.

She pretended to pray while she spied her surroundings with her big, dark-caramel eyes, moistening her large, thick, naturally-amber lips as she tried to understand what was so special about that church. «Girls never shut up about it. It’s almost an obsession!»

“You’ve got to go there!” They said, always cryptically, with naughty smiles in their faces. “It’s really going to cure you of all your ailments.”

With a deep breath, she felt her sturdy gazongas defying the fabric of her dress. She couldn’t know what they meant by it, but deep down she had a faint understanding of the matter. She wouldn’t dare to miss on the church, even if she herself no longer believed in the foolish dogmas of her parents.

«Marrying was such a stupid idea.» She thought as she undid her praying stance and held the golden ring in her hand, screwing it around on her finger while she contemplated whether that idea was really worth her time. «A woman like me ain’t made for just one guy. Oh, no.» She felt the fire burning in her breast, them spreading around her wide, powerful mare-like hips. «Oh, no, no, I’m not.» She thought, giving a lascivious smile to Jesus.

Her body alone would require five guys a day to be satisfied –which was exactly the amount of man-flesh she consumed during college. It was usual for her to crack the cocks of lesser males and even wreck the beds of a few dorm rooms too many when she was feeling particularly aroused. She couldn’t help it, of course: when you’ve got the body of an Amazon goddess, you fuck like a fucking goddess. It was not her fault that men were rarely up her level. «It was so stupid of me to think…» She twisted her lips, «that my fucking husband would.»

Her poor husband! What a hunk, what a gentleman… and what a cuckold! She couldn’t help but feel really bad for cheating on the poor bastard, even though he was as perfect a husband as any wife could ever wish for. «Well, guess that’s just my nature!» She sighed. «A scorpion is made for stinging, a dog is made for barking, and I… I am made for fucking! You can’t expect anything different from me.» She stuck her large, imposing tongue out of her mouth and licked, very slowly and sensuously, the side of her lips. «Nor can you expect chastity or loyalty from a mare with the soul of a rabid snake like moi

Well, it was useless. If she was having these kinds of thoughts in church, no amount of confession would ever cure her. Her girlfriends must have just been playing with her, «those nasty whores.» She couldn’t hold her thoughts back even as she looked to the dying figure of Jesus Christ and wondered: «unless the Lord comes down from Heavens and personally fucks the soul out of me, I’ll keep being the raging whore that I am. It can’t be helped. I’ll divorce my husband’s ass, take half his money, and fuck my way into oblivion until my beauty eventually fades.» Which, she later pondered, would take a hell-a long time. «My body is so good,» she felt again a burning heat growing inside her, making every muscle of her massive physique throb and ripple, «that gravity will only have an effect on me when I’m 80… if that!»

While she was thinking about her awesomeness and getting off just by imagining her naked self, something else called her attention: by the sound of it, someone was coming from the back of the temple and walking towards her.

She opened her eyes. Everything froze for a second. «Oh…»

Walking towards her was a figure she had only pictured in her nastiest dreams or peeked in the covers of the filthiest erotica. Sadly, it was not a naked figure, but its sheer size and weight made all the sexy work for her imagination. «Fuck!» She thought again, resisting the urge of rubbing her eyes. «Who the fuck is this hunk??»

Stradling along the middle row of the cathedral, a priest made himself heard with his mighty steps and the loud, powerful swings of his humongously built arms. He was dressed all in black, with that clerical collar on his neck, and it was ridiculous how thick the man was!

God! The collar alone should have been worth the cloth of three other collars, for his neck was unbelievably wide as well as muscular, just like the rest of him.

Even though that man was all covered in tight, black clothing, that only seemed to make him more obscene. «Jesus Christ, look at those legs!» Her heart stopped. «What the fuck is that bulge??» In the myriad of muscles of that man, indeed, one feature between his legs became inescapable to any prying eye: a daunting mass of meat badly hid beneath the dark pants; a huge, sprawling snake clumsily curled into itself, with many knots and ties trying to make its gargantuan length just a tad bit less obscene.

By the time that walking, breathing piece of sin got to her, the poor woman was panting. The man gave her a most beautiful, shiny of smiles, and then she admired his perfect teeth like a rancher would the teeth of a horse –a huge, mighty, study stallion with balls worth five other horses!

“You must be Vanessa, right?” The priest asked, and for a moment she thought she was hearing the voice of god. That stud had the deepest, thickest voice he’d ever heard. Not even her husband managed to be so grave.

“Mm-mm.” She nodded like a little girl as that huge tower of a man stretched his massive, open palm to her.

“I’m father Gaston. Very nice to meet you.”

She looked to his hand, his arm, and felt a sudden tightening of her labia. Her cooch was not only wet, but soaking the tight, expensive panties that, for some reason, she thought would be a nice idea to wear on that day. Inside her crotch, she felt her ovaries working overtime before the scent and the aura of that man whose body, voice, size, and weight screamed nothing else but “I’m a perfect breeder, and my purpose is to solely fill up big ladies like you with dozens of strong babies.”

Before she even realized, she had spread her huge, thick legs a little, shaking the hand of that stud and feeling his power. «By… the fucking… gods!» She felt an explosion inside as she saw how her big, strong legs dwarfed in comparison to the massive hands (almost hooves!) of that man-bull.

How big was that stud?? Seven feet?? Eight?!

She could easily estimate the height of a man up to 6.6 feet, which had been the tallest dude she’d ever fucked –her husband—, yet that hunk tore past any of her metrics. He was a towering elephant, a monument of virility she never thought possible in the human race.

Men that big simply weren’t real! Like… their existence was a biological impossibility!

Yet there he was, a miracle turned flesh, shaking her hand vigorously and displaying the kind of effortless power that could be equal parts dangerous and arousing. That was a man who could elevate her to the heights of pleasures… as well as kiss her with a flick of his fingers!

Every inch of his massive, horse-like body screamed “power,” and there he was, wearing those constricting clothes, when instead he should be tearing her pants apart and sticking his mighty rod in her…

“So,” he broke her train of thought with his mighty voice, “you’ve got a confession scheduled for today, right?”

She tried her best to pick up the pieces of her mind and reply with her usually firm, “strong-independent-woman” voice.

“Y-yes.” She failed. The priest smiled, opened his arms and invited her:

“Then let’s start. I’ve never seen you before here, dear. Are you a regular of this church?”

«With a hunk like you as the father, I might as well become.» She thought as she bit her lips and answered with a more calm, confident voice:

“I’m not much of a faithful person, father. Honestly, I’ve never been to church since my teenage years. It was a phase that has long passed, but now…” Her eyes glided down on the man’s back. “Now I need help. Lots of help… father.” She was hypnotized by the rise and fall of that man’s powerful glutes. He had an ass almost as overdeveloped as hers, with the difference that his… was pure muscle!

«I can see the ripples of his muscles fibers under his pants!» She thought as her heart raced. «What the fuck! What is a guy like this doing as a priest?!» She walked with her legs closer together, rubbing her cunt as they approached the confession booth.

“Well, sister, whatever problems you may have, rest assured that they will be resolved today.” And he gave one final look at her before stepping into the booth. “I promise.” She saw a distinct fire in his eye right when he entered the enormous box. «Holy fuck!» She thought. The thing was easily four times the size of a usual booth. Lavishly decorated, of course, and apparently custom made for the cocky giant.

The priest waited for her inside.

“You can come in, dear sister.” He talked to her really like a shepherd to his flock or an older brother to his beloved sister. That authoritative, commanding tone made her groins burn like wildfire. As she spread her legs quickly, she felt drips of hot liquids on her thighs. Her cunt was literally dripping with arousal. «Jesus, girl, keep it together!» She looked up before entering the booth. «I know he’s a hunk built like a fucking boulder, but please, try not to be so easy!»

She never felt like that with any man, not even the bona fide horse that was her husband. There was something special about that guy; something ‘extra’ –other than the fact, of course, that he was the biggest human being she had ever encountered.

The massive woman entered the booth, which was large enough to accommodate two or her. Inside, through the wooden partition standing between them, she realized that, even with all that size, the booth seemed too small to contain all the size of the unholy priest.

The massive stallion noticed her curious look and smiled.

“This was the biggest the Church could find in the country.” He pointed up. “I’m glad it fits you, for you too –if you pardon my noticing—are a big person, a very well-built and muscular woman, but I guess it’s still too small for me.”

She cleaned her throat while looking at that massive man sitting before her. It was a pleasant weather outside, but the booth seemed to get as hot as an oven after just a few minutes with both of them inside. A faint steam formed outside it as the two well-endowed creatures gazed longingly at each other’s perfect faces –the perfect female watching the perfect male, and vice-versa.

Her heart beat with distinct arousal, whereas his was calm, though also naturally powerful. For every throb of his, hers throbbed three or four times. Before she could even think of something to say, she realized she was sweating cold. «Holy shit, girl! Get a grip! Be as mighty in will as you are in body!» The priest cut her off, however, seemingly reading her mind:

“Are you nervous, sister?”

She didn’t look at him as she answered. For the first time in her life, she was just too scared.

“I guess I am, father. The weight of many sins falls upon my shoulders. Sins that I’ve committed and…” She risked one glance at the stud, «sins I want so desperately to commit.»

All the time the father was laughing, though less condescending and more… enticing.

“What are those sins you have committed, my dear, beautiful big sister.”

She crossed her legs, making the wood of the booth creak.

“Is that how you speak to all your faithful, father?”

“To those who are beautiful and praiseworthy, definitely.” His eyes were set like stone in her body. His confidence was unparalleled. Jesus, she had never met a man even half as self-assured as that massive, walking piece of distilled masculinity! Still, she tried to clap back:

“What if some of them feel offended?” She quickly added: “What if I feel offended?” And the priest quickly replied:

“They never do, just like you aren’t.”

“Oh?”

“Of course not, sister. I beg your pardon (again!), but you can take a good look at me. Women (and their husbands) are never offended when they get complimented by a gorgeous male like me. It’s part of their nature, you know, and my particular way of serving god.” He winked. “I spread beauty and prosperity through the word.” And she felt, deep down, that these were not the only things that father spread in his faithful.

“Very arrogant for a father, don’t you think?”

“No, my sister. It’s not arrogance, it’s just nature.” The huge bull moved around the booth, making it creak so hard it almost felt like it was falling apart. “But let’s go to your sins, which you need confessing. Tell me, sister, what is that brings you back to church?”

She had the urge of screaming “your raging, massive cock!,” but she got a hold of herself. In fact, her arousal briefly went into the background as the guilt set in and she confessed her sin:

“Father… oh, handsome father… I have cheated on my husband.”

“Uh.” The man simply said. God, how deep and powerful were even his most casual grunts!

“Many times. I have cheated on him many, many times. I have tried, oh father, to control myself and be a good wife, like the church or even society expects me to be, but to no avail.” She then looked at the massive man, and her face couldn’t resist a smile. “You see, father… I like men. I like big, massive men, with equally massive, horse-like cocks in their legs.” The father stood firm, smiling placidly, completely unshaken by her words.

“You’re very descriptive, aren’t you, sister?”

Her smile only grew bigger and shinier, with her legs slowly spreading apart and her whole self feeling much more comfortable inside that scalding box.

“Father, there’s no way not to. I think it’s important for you to, uh, understand the dimension of my sin.”

“Of course, sister.” The man stood fatally still. His eyes seemed to be sucking her soul and massaging her womb. “Continue. How many men have you slept with since you married?”

“Father,” she gulped, “I’ve lost track of it, honestly. I was faithful for a few weeks, but then I fell into the world. I don’t know what I can do to…”

“Let me stop you right there, sister, for I believe you have not heard my question right.” There was a burning, volcanic heat coming from him. “How many men?”

“Oh… is that important?”

He simply said:

“You will answer as I ask.”

Her pussy squirted a few threads of juices in her pants. Her body shivered and her right hand grabbed the partition in from of her. When the father spoke, she felt as if a finger had stroked her clit. Unwittingly, she experienced a quick orgasm there in the booth, and her sex juices formed small puddles on her feet, dripping copiously through her legs.

He found some courage and strength to reply:

“I’ve lost count of the men, father. I guess they were one a day, at first, then two, then five.”

“You’ve slept with five men a day?”

She felt a quick rush of shame flow up to her head –though it was quickly replaced by arousal.

“I used to. Now… oh, father, I usually do orgies with ten men a day.”

“Are you the only woman in those orgies?”

“Father, I-I don’t see how’s that…”

“You answer as I ask, slut, or I’ll end this confession.”

Her labia expelled a few more cups of cunt juice before she continued with her wavering, quipping voice:

“Father… yes, father, I am the only woman in these swarms of studs.”

“Well, oh, well, sister. And can you take all ten men by yourself?”

She looked up to that mountain of a guy, lust burning in her eyes.

“Father, ten men are my bare minimum. I need to fuck them three or four times in succession until I get my satisfaction. It’s frustrating, father, for even the strongest, sturdiest studs can’t take my body.” She ran her hands through her body, feeling the infinite folds and valleys of her mountainous muscles. “I milk them dry with my powerful cunt time and time again, yet most can’t take two sessions of fucking with me. Even as I let them rest for an hour, they never fully recover.”

“Mm.”

Her hands climbed to her bosom, teasing an unbuttoning of the dress that shut her massive, double-G cup breasts from sight.

“I fuck three at once until they collapse in exhaustion on the floor, then I keep going until they’re all asleep, usually less than two hours of fucking. I’m thinking about sleeping with twenty men at once to see if they can keep up, but that’s never a guarantee.” She laughed with distinct arrogance. “Father, I’m afraid I need at least fifty men to get my satisfaction.”

“And your husband can’t perform his husbandly duties on par with your… mm, how do I put it?” He smiled. “Prodigious fecundity?”

She shook her head.

“My husband is an incredible man. A big, 6.6ft-tall, 250-pound, 14in man… yet he’s still just one man.”

Something in her confession caught the attention of the father.

“Fourteen inches, you say?”

“Yes, father.” She played with her tongue in her mouth, biting it while pressing its tip against her cheeks. “That’s the size of his cock.”

“Hard or soft?”

The question amazed her for a minute. «I mean… of course hard! C-can any man be fourteen inches soft?!» Still, she answered:

“S-soft.”

“Mm. Good.”

“H-he’s…” She tried to get her upper hand on that arrogant servant of the Lord. “In one thing I married right: he’s the biggest man a woman can fuck!” The priest then chuckled. “What’s so funny about it?”

“Oh, dear.” He looked straight at her. “He is not.”

Her legs were spread as wide as that booth allowed, with her knees touching each side of the cramped box. Her heart was racing; her sight, almost blurring.

“You… well…” She shook her head. “I want to be faithful to him, father. I want to be… a little less horny than I am today.” She dared to look at him. “I suppose you don’t have a solution for that, do you?”

As the priest moved very slightly in the booth, the whole cathedral seemed to rumble.

“Oh, sister, I do have a solution for you.”

“Oh?”

“It has nothing to do with chastity, however.” He moved closer to her, his face towering over her body behind the partition. “You will always be a slut. A filthy, powerful, raging slut.”

“How dare you…”

“Shut up, whore, and listen.” Her body froze as the father commanded: “You will never be faithful to your husband –or faithful for any one man, for that matter—because that’s not your nature.” He turned his mighty gaze all over her massive body, examining her just like a hunter would do his large prey. “You’re a mare. A giantess. You’re a powerful boulder of a lady who requires dozens of men a day to survive. I know your kind and I don’t reproach you. The power the courses through your veins is comparable to the power of the Lord Himself: a pure power of creation and damnation; the power to give life, as well as to drain the life and the milk of all the several cocks you milk. You’re a beast, a titan, and there’s nothing in this universe that can cure your sex-crazed addiction if not more sex, and harder sex –fucking like only beasts can, for that’s what you are.” He showed her his teeth. “A fucking beast.”

At that point, Vanessa was panting, her breast powerfully stretching the fabric of her clothes, slowly tearing it open as she helplessly fought back:

“Then you mean… I’m hopeless?”

“No. There is one hope for you, though it does not lie on chastity or even strict loyalty to your husband.”

“Well, what hope is that?” She crossed her arms, making her huge milk-makers even more bloated. “Fuck my way to an early grave?”

“No.” The priest’s body seemed to enlarge. “Fuck just one other man.” He turned a large finger to his chest. “Me.”

A mixture of feelings ran over her body, which seemed in flames as she felt that priest becoming even larger, stretching the dark, restricting clothing in his gargantuan body.

“What did you say?”

“You’ve heard me right, slut. You’ll never be faithful, but at least you can replace all these lesser men for a man who’s up to the task.” Again, he pointed to his chest. “Me.”

She thought of laughing, but that man’s face was one no person could laugh at –not ever her mighty self.

“P-please!” She whimpered. “Y-you… oh, you can’t be serious.”

With a voice as deep as the bowels of the Earth, the preacher commanded:

“Open the partition.”

“Oh.” She just looked at the barrier between them, not for a second considering to disobey the massive man or even leave the booth and storm out of the church. Her hands wailed around the box until the found the slot for the partition. Slowly, she pushed it open, revealing the massive body of that human stud. “Fuck!”

The guy seemed even more massive when sitting down, with the obscene endowment in the middle of his pants looking like an engorged mountain of serpentine meat. Her eyes were throbbing just as hard as her heart, with her whole body shaking like a female pussy in heat. “Fuck!” She repeated. Her gaze could not get enough of that massive manhood resting between the man’s tights.

He spread his massive legs, making a coarse noise in the cabin. The sound of his meat logs was almost like a large, iron door rumbling. His thighs were as huge as Greek columns, yet so much harder!

Without control of her movements, she put her hands on those massive legs and squeezed them, feeling how his skin didn’t bulge even a fraction of an inch. That monster was harder than steel.

“Holy fuck! Do fathers work out?”

“I never worked out my entire life, bitch. This what you see is what Mother Nature gave me.”

“Fuck!”

“I’m a blessed man.” The father laid his hands in his crotch, fondling the serpent that lied there, semi-dormant. The monster between his monstrous legs was slowly waking up, twitching and throbbing as it felt the fresh female meat so close to it. “I’ll help you with your ills, and after that you’ll need no other man but me.”

“How c-can you…” But she squealed as the father grabbed her head and pulled her hair, squeezing her neck with the other hand just powerful enough so she could feel the immense strength that bison possessed in each of his plentiful muscles.

“Shut up, whore, and listen. I am the only bull you will ever need in your life. After your cunt is stretched and massacred by my cock, there will not be a man (or horse, or donkey!) who’ll be able to satisfy you.” With one hand, he grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it, making the massive knocker lactate.

Vanessa whimpered as she felt her juices bursting from her cunt. She was orgasming, or at least very close to it.

“I will fuck you day and night until you beg for me to stop. But I won’t stop, whore, I won’t; instead, I’ll keep pounding your slutty butt and cunt until they’re a puddle of meat as mushy and soft as the juices I’ll extract from your cunt with my massive, donkey dick.” A demonic smile appeared in his face as he serviced his hand with her breasts. “You said your husband is fourteen inches hard? Very well. I just so happen to be sixteen inches… soft.”

Her heart froze.

“What?!” She yelped maybe a bit too loud, forcing the father to squeeze her neck harder.

“Shut up, slut.” Yet her mind couldn’t shut up: «what?! What did he say?!» He was sixteen inches… soft?! Part of her wanted to laugh, another part wanted to run away for her life, yet her entire being wanted to submit and… be torn in half by that bull; that horse stud in a human body! “Fuck!!” The heat that consumed her seemed to come from the bowels of hell itself.

The father let her go, and she realized he had effortlessly lifted her body up a few inches on the chair. As her incredible rear hit the cushion, the booth creaked loudly. Smiling like the devil, the priest pointed to the monstrous volume twitching and hardening in his pants.

“I want you to go down and suck me, bitch. First, I need to see if you’re big enough to handle my tool.” While her mind wondered what he meant by “big enough,” the father kept bragging: “you’re clearly the biggest woman I’ve ever met, and easily one of the biggest on the planet, yet size alone is not enough to prove sexual prowess, you see.”

She managed a naughty smile.

“And what I said about the orgies? Isn’t that enough?”

“Bitches lie all the time.”

“Oh.”

“If there’s one thing that can’t lie, it’s your lovely mouth on my cock.” The father unzipped his pants, exposing the white boxers stretched by that… fucking outrageous Lock Ness monster of penile meat. “Suck me. Suck me until I dump my load, you fucking whore.”

“Oh.”

“Once you’ve had a piece of me, you can go back to your husband in peace. You ain’t fucking any other men but him… and me.” He gave a smile so arrogant even a college jock would call him an “asshole.” “Two men for the rest of your life instead of hundreds. Seem like a good trade in the name of your virtue, right?”

“You…!” But she was cut off:

“Shut up, whore.” He pointed down to his massive member. “Get the taste now of a real man. Come on. If you pass this test, then I’ll do to you what your husband or fifty other men combined can’t ever do. Suck me… or get the fuck out.”

Not a second thought ran through her mind as she gazed upon that scary monstrosity. «No! It can’t be! This whole beast can’t be real!» The prick was all curled over itself like a sleeping anaconda, and still it had in diameter more than most cocks had in length. «Fuck!» That penis couldn’t be real! It was anatomically impossible for it to be.

But there was only one way for her to know: assuming a penitent pose, she knelt before that man and crammed her face against his vast manhood.

The thing was hot and hard. Actually, the hottest and hardest thing she’d ever felt on a human body. «It’s harder than my husband’s biceps when flexed!» And probably thicker too. With her tongue out, she slurped all over that prodigious endowment without even bothering to take out the pants, feeling the blood flow inside it even beneath all that cloth.

“Bitch likes eating clothes? Wipe it out, you stupid cunt.”

She looked up, never able to get angry at a being so perfectly sculpted and a face so divinely masculine.

“I’m afraid of what I’ll see. Ouch!!

With a powerful motion, the man slapped her cheek.

“Stupid hoe. Taste my manhood before I get angry and force it down your body.”

“Oh, daddy!” She whimpered, sliding her fingers inside that man’s pants and trying her best to pull them down. As hard as she tried, however, she kept failing. Only after many minutes could she pull that cloth down, for the man was so massive he stretched it to the brink of rip-and-tear.

Under the dark pants, he saw the prized manhood he so possessively guarded. The monster, all curled up, was like a tumor in his boxers. He could already see its meat from many parts of the over-stretch undergarment, throbbing and spewing juices from its engorged cum-slit.

With her tongue out, she tried her hardest not to cum as she pulled the boxers down. Then… *flomp!* The monster was freed.

Ouch!!

The creature literally punched her face as it sprung free from the constraints of the cloth. *punch!* *flooomp!!* The noises it made were coarse and bestial. As it set soft on the booth, it reached down to its floor –a penis longer than the entire body of a child!

“Holy fucking…!”

*Slaap!!* Again, her face was met with a blow from the priest.

“You giant, disrespectful whore. Don’t you see we’re in the house of god? Watch your mouth, slut, or rather: shut it up with my manhood in it, which is the only true manhood you’ll ever get the honor to feel!”

That monster sure was sure of himself… but how couldn’t he be?? She was still frozen before all of… that! That man’s soft cock was longer than a man’s whole arm, and when she wrapped her hands around it, she realized her fingers were far from touching each other on the opposite end. He was thicker than a bottle of tennis balls… and was completely dormant.

“Shit!” Her thick lips drooled. “Shit!” As her eyes went up the shaft, they were met by the monster’s cannonballs. To say that he had balls of bull would be too much praise to any bull; that guy’s testicles were as large as fucking pineapples, and so heavy that they forced his massive scrotum down to where his knees would be if he were standing.

Placing her mouth on that shaft and sucking its meaty surface, she held one of those balls with a single hand, which was incapable of enveloping even half of the sphere! Not only that, but her well-trained, strong biceps visibly bulged and stretched her dress as he tried to lift that ball and squeeze it. The monster was as heavy as a bowling ball and as hard as iron. She placed both hands –one in each ball—and played with that bull’s sperm tanks as she drooled all over his prick.

The beast was not only long, but veiny. Large arteries as thick as fingers throbbed on that monstrosity as she tried to coat it fully with her slobber. She worked that creature up and down, lowering herself to the floor and ripping the dress on her ass, slurping and spitting and sucking all that steel-hard rod, yet still she felt her efforts were for nil: the monster was huge to the point of needing five women like her to be completely caressed.

Still, she redoubled her efforts. She wasn’t going to bow down for one arrogant priest –as massive and horse-like as this priest was.

While she worked that shaft, her hands played with his balls. She could feel the heavy semen sloshing inside them, with the sperm-makers throbbing to produce more gallons of jizz as the priest lifted his head and grunted like a caveman, filling the booth with both his bestial sounds and the steam coming from his body heat.

Uuurh!!” The huge stallion roared. She squeezed those sperm tanks more vigorously, knowing that this pleased him, and the priest started to move around the booth, making it creak as his massive body was overtaken by pleasure.

There was a brief fear in her that someone would hear that… but she no longer gave a fuck. «I want this animal in my mouth now!» She took the penis with both hands, which were still too few to grab and lift that indescribable anaconda.

“Jesus, you’re hung!” Her eyes doubled as that soft cock filled her arms. Her muscles were flexed and hard just with the act of holding that thing still. The man was more than huge; he was an aberration; his size made more acceptable only by matching the size of the rest of his body.

Squeezing and jerking the prick with her full arms, she felt it slowly growing hard. «God, this beast must be impotent!» She wondered. «There’s no way any guy can lift a cock this huge!» She almost laughed. «I’m pumping and squeezing this fucker with a power that would make Henry Cavill shoot his load everywhere, yet this guy…»

The monster interrupted her:

“Harder, my mare! Don’t you see I’m fucking built?! Jerk me harder if you want my seed in your stomach!”

“Holy shit!” She felt a violent contraction in her pussy and put her tongue on that shaft’s engorged head. The monster was way thicker than a fist. When she least expected, then, the creature bust a load straight in her face, almost drowning her. “Oorhh!!” A vast ocean of transparent honey coated her face, her hair, and her bosom, and then she realized that wasn’t exactly jizz, and indeed… “fuck! Is this just your precum?!”

The monster smiled.

“You will know when I cum, bitch. But I’ll have you warned: I nut like a fucking horse.”

With those words she came again, whimpering and panting as she ran her hands along that powerful mast, lubing it up with the man’s pre-sperm as the cockhead kept spewing new loads of precum on her body, enough to drench the entire seat and build a puddle on the floor, soon spilling out of the booth.

As the being engorged, she could hear the balls throbbing as they pumped more seed into the mega man’s massive body. The prick gained tremendous length in her hands, and her fingers were further stretched until she needed two full hands to envelop the whole mast of the monster. As she slobbered and sucked that mast, making her saliva drip like rainfall on the booth’s floor, her eyes were threatened by the titanic size of that ascending rod.

“God…!” Her pussy liberated juices on her panties with volcanic strength. She was cumming so hard that her fluids burst from beneath her torn-up dress, joining the lake of pre-spunk on the floor.

That monster, once hard, defied any description. It was bestial, it was demonic… it was something only Satan himself could have concocted! In the end, only a number couldn’t summarize it:

“Twenty-four inches.” The woman still wrapped her mind (along with her hands) around that massive sight before the brain could even process the number. “I am twenty-four inches long, you fucking bitch.” The priest raised his arms and laid his head on them, like a lazy king being serviced by his harem queen. “Ten inches longer than your wimpy husband. This is what a true cock looks like. This…!” The monster throbbed, “is the largest penis on Earth.”

For a second doubting her own powers of seduction, the goddess attacked that cock with all the might her many years of sluttiness have taught her. With both hands, she savagely ravished that prong while her mouth sucked the tip of the head, trying to force herself into it. The bull was as thick as two doorknobs, though, so it would need a lot more work.

Using her powerful abs, she made her dress rip as her muscles grew and her body managed an extreme, almost superhuman suction of that cock. The human-bull, for a moment, was caught off-guard by her amazing sucking. «Fuck!» He thought, instinctively holding her head and pulling it down.

She had crammed that monster into her mouth, but 23 remaining inches of monster cock still awaited for her lips. Fully aroused, that prick was totally vertical, forcing her to lift herself up with her powerful legs while bringing that beast down with her incredible arms, which strained every single muscle to their limits. Somehow, she felt that all her years of working out and crafting herself into a Spartan goddess were made just for that moment.

She cried long, fat tears as she sucked and pumped and pulled that monstrosity, ripping her dress everywhere in her body, exposing her muscular flesh to the eyes and the hands of the man, who loudly licked his lips.

“Let me see those knockers, whore,” and he tore her cleavage open. Her gazongas burst free, bursting parts of the dress with their own, pent-up energy, and they were a wild thing to behold. “Lush bitch! Look at the size of those milk melons!”

Gaggling and gurgling on his massing gong, she managed to say:

“Not as huge as you balls… you fucking bull!!”

“Less talking, more sucking.”

She moaned and went back to working that bull’s pole, while he lavishly worked up her knockers, squeezing her huge, throbbing nipples, as hard as steel and as sharp as glass, and feeling all the creamy milk that sloshed inside those humongous orbs just as she produced more rivulets of them and came creamy female spunk through her cunt.

Aaahee!!” He rolled her eyes and cried more tears of despair as her cunt contracted and expelled another orgasmic sex sauce through her panties, so hard that it made a splash on the ground.

Her tits started spewing milk with the force with which that monster fondled them. His hands were so big she could almost envelop a full breast with a single palm, and his touch was so powerful that he effortlessly milked her like a cow –a feat only a handful of men ever achieved.

Her mind raced through many obscene thoughts as she felt that pole stretching her jaw immensely. Her sleeves were all ripped and torn apart by the intensity of her jerking, which made her biceps swell, bigger than many man’s, and she felt tired and defeated after so much fondling. That guy’s dick was a force of nature! Was she really woman enough to take on a beast like that?

A new spark burned in her breast. «Fucking asshole!» She thought, and with violence she popped her full lips out of that anaconda’s head.

“Who told you too…?”

“Shut up!” She snapped back, dangling those impressive mountain-tits near his cock. “Shut up so I can milk you, you wonderful bull stud!”

Uurh. That’s how I like my bitches to be.” And he raised his head, enjoying his woman working her way up and down his pole. She placed that inhumane prick between her knockers and flexed her chest, pushing both milk globes against the rod. Her pussy quivered and her labia shut hard, expelling another wave of juices down her legs.

Gaawd!!” Her eyes almost popped. “Fuck…!!” That thing was so fucking hard! To simply feel its girth and sturdiness was enough to make her cum. “I’m cumming just by touching your cock! Oh! Ohh!! Fucking… again!!” Her eyes rolled, her jaw dropped, her lips trembled, and her whole body wailed like a spasmic metal patient as another powerful orgasm racked her body and made her cunt blast juices on the floor.

“I’m waiting, cow.”

Mmph!” She descended from the heights of that previous pleasure burst. “Arrogant little stud. Oow…” Flexing her chest and pushing her breasts against that monstrosity, she moved her body up and down the pole, wasting no time to attack it with virulence. Soon, the whole booth was shaking with her vicious movements, crushing that penis under the weight of her knockers while she practically jumped to cover it all.

With one arm, she held those two breasts in place while she used the other full arm to embrace that cock and pump it violently. Her monster bull started to growl and breathe steam out of his nostrils, his massive body rippling and expanding under his tight clothes, popping a few buttons of his shirt as the waves of pleasure were finally getting the better of him. She worked that massive pole for ten minutes until she started to feel her body sore, kicking a new gear by placing her knees on that bull’s balls and stimulating them with vigorous pulls and pushes.

As she almost knee-kicked those powerful tanks, she felt the scorching seed bubbling inside them. The giant testicles were vibrating, with wave after wave of creamy spunk coursing through his ducts like trains of virility, making his sack swell to double its initial size, covered with massive, thick veins and arteries that throbbed just like his testes and his penis.

The bull’s cum-pellets were so hot they produced steam! She felt all that burning in her skin.

«Crap! Oh, crap!!» Her muscles were getting cramped after so much action. «This giant is tiring me out!! It can’t be! Fuck, I’m just masturbating him!!»

With an arrogant smile, the monster finally looked at her:

“Tired of trying to make me cum, bitch?” She seemed surprised. “Don’t be so shocked. You will never make me nut, whore, not in a million years.” As if all her movements meant nothing to him, the monster leaned closer to her face, following it as it moved up and down, still very eager and powerful in his 24in man-rod. “Do you want me to end your agony? Then say it: beg me to cum inside you!”

Her pussy expelled new volleys of sweet girl cum as she closed her tearful eyes and swallowed her pride.

“P-please, I want your cum!! I can’t go on like this anymore!”

The monster grabbed her hair and shoulders, moving her up and down his cock on his own accord, using her like a cheap masturbatory toy.

“Say it like you mean it.”

And she exploded in words of pure desire:

“Fuck, stud!! I want your gallons of man juice deep in my cunt! Bust your buckets of jizz all over me, fill me up like the cum-whore I am, use me like a vase and a dump to all your sweet semen and fill me up like a hundred stallions, which I know is the power you hold in those two giant balls of yours!! Fuck, you’re so big and hung!! You’re so muscular, virile, and powerful!! Fill me up with your virility! Unload your oceans of spunk in me, knock me up like you’re breeding a whole harem of mares, inject your jizz in my cunt, hose me like a cheap whore, blast my womb like a balloon, and fill every inch of me with your mighty bull semen!!” She looked at him with many tears rolling down her cheeks. “Make me jizz girl juices as you jizz so hot and sweet inside me! Aaaww!!

Just like that, the man grabbed her face, moved it up his shaft and, masturbating himself with his other hand, sank her mouth and teeth into the pole, which drilled into her like a sword on butter.

“I’m gonna bust you up, slut!”

Goorh!!” She could only gaggle and cry as that monster folded her body like origami, placing inch after inch of his dick inside her while jerking himself off with incredible power.

The whole cathedral most have been quaking as that monster kicked his jacking to maximum gear. His grunts reminded her of a large pride of lions. The monstrous, pinneaple-sized balls jumped in his sack while the juice was compressed to a bullet-speed bursting point. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable.

Oooaarrhh!!!” With a mighty roar, the male pushed her face down his face to finally penetrate her throat, which swelled like she was swallowing a watermelon.

His mighty seedmakers shrunk and he bust his nut directly inside her throat. Immediately, she sneezed a good bunch of that ocean through her nostrils. She couldn’t believe that was only his first short –and not even that! That was just the tip of his first pellet of spunk, which filled throat up like he suddenly had an entire cock down her stomach.

«Gaawd!!!» She felt the semen sloshing inside her belly and making it grow, with her dress ripping as her body stretched and inflated to accommodate the incoming spunk.

The monster’s first shot was a never-ending trail of spunk which easily filled up her stomach and throat, making her cough and sneeze most of the excess load through her mouth and nose. Yet the monster didn’t have just one shot for her –not for a mile.

As she heard the balls rumbling again, she braced for the second impact. The monster grunted long and hard as the pleasure burnt in his hips and another inhuman amount of juices sloshed from his balls.

The woman felt truckloads of seed increasing the pressure in her body, finding no other way to go but down from her stomach into her guts. The whole gargantuan cock was covered, then buried under piles of the sweet, creamy jizz as the floor too disappeared under its heavy white coating. Outside the booth, a casual wanderer could see the waves of milk leaking from the doors and spreading deep and wide on the floor. Yet the man was far from over.

Load after load after load of jizz burst from his prick with never-ending power, tearing up the woman’s dress completely as her body swelled so hard that even her muscles started to unravel under the sheer pressure insider her oversize, cum-ridden body. The spunk in her guts finally reached her anus, from which it popped like rocked fire.

Goorh…!!!” She rolled her eyes and passed out as the man unloaded wave after wave after wave of frosty juice in her, spanking her cheeks as he himself came down from the pinnacles of pleasure.

“Wake up, whore! I ain’t even half-done with you!”

Letting the force of his ejaculations do all the work, he simply took his hands off her and let her head be popped out of his dick by his new loads. The monster had shot about thirty loads when her head broke free, and the thirty-first spurt burst so mighty from his cock that it splashed on the booth’s ceiling, bursting the wood and rising half-way to the cathedral’s ceiling. And that was still nothing for him!

“Stupid hoe! You’re all naked for me!”

Goorhh!!!” She was writhing under the many orgasms of her cunt, the excessive lactations of her tits, the cramps of her muscles, and the outpouring of spunk from every orifice. Meanwhile, the man simply aimed his prick at her… and unloaded!

Splooorshh!!! Words cannot describe that massacre of jizz he did to her body: massive spurt after massive spurt propelled jizz pellets all over her body, coating her face and her hair, then her massive breasts, and her bloated belly, then finally her lower waist, drowning her under an industrial tank’s worth of spunk.

The jizz burst out of the booth in cataracts, no doubt making the whole cathedral smell like pure, condensed man juice as he just kept unloading and unloading seed on that cheap whore –a massive woman reduced to nothing near the power of his raging monster.

Roooaarr!!!

A single shot drowned her whole head. Another one completely covered both of her breasts under a five-inch layer of juice… then another five-inch layer on top of that. The jizzing kept going until her body was almost buried under virile bull seed, with the spunk rising so high on the booth as to sink even the man’s knees under a white, steamy ocean.

When he was done, the man-stud had unloaded over a hundred shots of seed on the woman, who was –by some miracle of God—still conscious.

She panted and looked amazed at her stallion, seeing that even her arms were sunk under the spunk.

“What… what…?!” «What the fuck was that?!» Her mind completed, and her monster read her like an open book:

“That, my sinful mare,” he cleaned her face with his huge palms, “was round one.”

Before she could even think about getting out of that pile of man junk, the booth was opened and the jizz lake slowly poured outside. The bull’s frost was so thick, though, that it moved like a very gooey gelatine.

Outside, a dazzlingly beautiful blond nun awaited them.

“Oh, hi, sister Miranda.” The priest from hell smiled. “I supposed I made something of a mess, haven’t I?”

Feigning anger, the sister replied:

“You should stop using the booth for that.” Then, she turned her eyes for the still-dizzy and numb Vanessa. “Is that a new one?”

“Yes.” He simply said, getting out of the booth with his monstrous cock still hard. “I also suppose you evacuated the church before I started getting her confessions, right?”

“Naturally.” Once again, she reprimanded the priestly stud: “you should be careful about these things, father. It won’t be too long until someone…”

“Shut, dear.” He showed her his opened palm and she, like an obedient puppy, immediately shut up, forgetting all the decor as she looked to his massive, hard, throbbing prong. “I’m going to work with her all night long. Is my room ready?”

The sister gulped and panted, giving a jealous look to the dizzy Vanessa.

“Yes, sir. As you ordered.”

“Great.” And, with a snap of his fingers, he called his huge mare inside the booth: “Vanessa, come with me. You’ve got a lot of confessing to do.” He turned to her and said in earnest: “I’m gonna rip you up like a fresh fruit, tear your whole body like a Christmas wrapping, and once I’m done nutting all of my gallons inside you, you will forever my slave and prime cum dump.” He snapped his fingers again, impatiently. “Now stop wasting my time and come with me. Your cure begins now!” She saw the man move away as her body slowly recovered its strength. She did not know if she was up to that bestial stud… but no force in either Heaven or Hell would prevent her from finding out!

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Pargasus was aghast after seeing Zeus cram his prick in one pussy, just to immediately take it out and stick into the other cunt, cumming so strong that, even in just one second, the two wombs were filled to the brim!

Aaaaaaeeeeem!!!’ The bitches cried.

Oooorrrrhhh!!!’ And the gods came!

Blooooorrssshh!!! Zeus did them doggy, coating their backs with his seed as he rotated his prick in between their cunts.

Oooorrrhh!!!’

Pargasus also ejaculated, struggling not to get too far behind.

Blooooorrsssh, bluuuuuurrssh!! Though his prick was a triumph within itself, it still needed to be trained for multiple blasts on so many different holes, like the mega-god so easily did:

Ooooaaarrrhhh!!!’ Zeus left his prick pointing up and… and!… ‘Uuuurrrrrhhh!!!’

The girls screamed, buried under hundreds of pounds of the most virile seed.

Vuuuuurrssshh!!! Like a hydrant, Zeus’s prick blasted up extraordinarily thick and copious loads.

The cracks all over the room started to expand and break the whole place in half.

In just one second, Zeus managed to cum five times on the ceiling!

‘Oooooaaarrrrrhhhh!!!’

The spunk blasted on the ceiling and rained back on everyone’s bodies, falling like white, heavy meteors: bloooorsstt, blaaaaaasst, blooooorrsssshhh…!!

‘Aaaaaaaiiimm…!!!’ The two women fainted. ‘Aaaaauuuh…!!’

Pargasus abandoned his current woman, completely drowned in seed, and left for the next ones.

‘Where d’ya think you’re going… little prick??’ With even heavier steps, Zeus followed him.

‘Oooooaarrhhh!!!’ Pargasus held his own prick high and… bluuuuurrsshh!!!… burst all over the place. ‘Oooooaarrrhh!!’

Zeus was pretty much the same, but much larger and more powerful!

That gigantic chamber was being completed flooded with jizz! There was not a place where those gods walked which had not been utterly filled with seed.

In twenty-three minutes of fucking, the amount of liquid ejaculated had grown to thirty thousand gallons!

‘Oooooaaarrrrhh!!’

Leaning down, Zeus grabbed not two, not three, but four women at once!

Oooorrrhh!!!!’ Trying to mimic his rival’s fertility, Pargasus grabbed other two ladies, and both super-male’s rammed their rods on their partner’s asses.

AAAAAAEEEEE!!! ‘

The screams multiplied, and so did the tremors all over the place.

Blooooooorrsssshh!!! Zeus managed the feat of filling each of those bitches in a tenth of a second!

Ooooaarrrhh!! Oooorrrrhhh!!’ Pargasus, meanwhile, needed at least half a second to fill up half that amount of pussy!

Uuuaaarrhhh!!!’ Zeus smiled, realizing that his sexual prowess remained unbeaten.

 ‘Aaaaaarrhh! Aaaaarrrhhh!!’

And the whores cried, covered under more semen than there was in all of the animal kingdom!

Bloooorrssh, bloooorrssh, spluuuuurrssh!! It was glorious to see the mountains of semen growing around and over the ripped bodies of those bitches.

Aaaaaaaiiiiiimm…!!’ The four bitches started to faint one by one. ‘Aaaaaaaiiiimm!!!’

Pargasus, for once, had also made his two bitches pass out; his ejaculations, though inferior, were by no means ordinary:

‘Ooooooaarrrrrrhhhh!!!’

Bloooooorrssshhh!!! Struggling to walk due to the strength of his penile bursts, Pargasus looked for the next piece of meat.

It was hard finding his targets, however, as Pargasus dragged his feet on a 3ft-deep ocean of sperm —at its shallowest!

Zeus’s blasts, meanwhile… blooooorrsssh, blooooooorrssh, blaaaaassstt!!…, had built another 10ft-high super-mountain over his four unconscious bitches.

Uuuurrrrrhh…!!!’ Pargasus kept coming. ‘Aaaaaaaarrhh!!!’

Twenty-four minutes of screwing. Thirty-seven thousand gallons of jizz!

Aaaaaiiiimm… aarrrrhhh!!!’ Pargasus snatched his next woman, fucking her with precision.

AAAAARRRRHHH!!!’

Gloooooorsshh!!! Gallons and gallons and yet more gallons straight in the cunt!

The woman cried, came, and squirmed madly like a bitch in heat.

Pargasus’s epic bursts, having already filled her up like a ballon, now build large piles of spunk around them.

While that happened, a laughing Zeus dragged many more women around, and only a few seconds later could Pargasus understand what his biggest, most hated and potent rival was planning.

‘Just one? Ha!’ Zeus teased him. ‘I’m disappointed.’ And he stopped cumming for a second. ‘Ooooooaaarrhh!!!’

Bloooorssshhh!!! A hundred gallons burst incontinently from his powerful horse dong.

The mega-god was dragging four women with each arm, and piling them up in a pyramid of sorts: four at the base, three in the middle, and one on top.

Ooooooaarrrhhhh!!!’ What followed was a massacre of unseen proportions.

AAAAAAAAEEEEEM…!!!’ The eight gals came in sync; Zeus penetrated their cunts in just half a second each, filling them up completely!

Bloooooooooorrsshhh!! In four seconds, the mega-god wrecked those eight pussies effortlessly!

Oooooaarrrhhh!!’ His roars made the entire palace quake: brruuuuumm!!! Buuuuuuummmm!!

‘God…!!’ Pargasus abandoned his current woman and desperately looked for another, only to realize… ‘wow!!’

He was out of women! As it happened, those eight girls Zeus was fucking were the very last in the entire harem!

OOOOORRRRHHHHHH!!!’ The god roared (and ejaculated) like a herd of a hundred bulls!

‘My… G-g-g-god!!’

Pargasus, feeling his own balls swell in the lack of some good pussy, tried to get close to that mountain of women and take a piece of it.

Bloooooooorsshhh!! Zeus didn’t even need to admonish him, however, as his jizz blasts were so strong, so tremendous, so formidble that they alone kept the young man at bay.

Oooorrrrhh!!’ Pargasus couldn’t resist just standing there, though, looking at those women with his dick hanging; aiming his instrument at that pile of ladies… ‘OOOOARRRRHH!!!’

Blooooooorsshh!! Spluuuuurrtt!!

…he ejaculated pints after gallons after tons of spunk in their bodies!!

AAAAAAAEEEEEMM……!!!’ And the women despaired, one after the other going into the deepest, most angelic of comas.

Ooooooaarrhhh!!!’ Zeus kept fucking them regardless, however, as if that was a routine and unavoidable task.

Together, the gods’ ejaculations formed a freightening mountain of milk over the bitches!

‘Aaaaeeee…!!!’ Little by little, their voices grew fainter under the tons of spunk. ‘Aaaaee, aaaaarrhh…!!!’

‘Ooooorrhh!!!’ Pargasus growled, roared, felt his muscles contract and his whole body burst an even more ferocious, spectacular nut!
Uuuuuuurrhhh!!’ Roaring coarser still, Zeus too came with increased power.

Twenty-six minutes. Total load: 48,000 gallons!

Uuuuurrrrhhh!!!’ Both gods released fumes through their bodies. The spunk blasted off their pricks at 140F, so scorching it emitted its own steam!

AAAAAEEEEEMM!!!’ The girls screamed. ‘AAAAAAHEEM, AAARRRRHHH!!!’

The mountain of spunk had climbed to over 13ft-high… and the gods were still not done with their performance!

Aaaaaeeemm!! Ooooaarrhh!!’ Pargasus roared, feeling his eyes grow red. ‘Uuuuurrhh!!!’

The prick gushed so hard even blood came out of it: bloooooooaarrssshhh!! Its pressure was enough to dig tunnels in a mountain!

‘Ooooaarrrhh!! Aaaaaarhhh!!’

Twenty-seven minutes. Fifty-two thousand gallons of jizz!

Oooooorrrhhh!!!’ Zeus ejaculated over a hundred gallons a second!

Aaaaaaaaarhhhhh!!!’ Pargasus, ‘pathetic’ forty gallons a second.

The difference between both super-gods was obvious and incomparable: in less than twenty-five seconds, Zeus had wrecked forty-four cunts, while Pargasus had bred with just twenty-five!

‘Oooooaaaarhhh!!! Uuuuuuurrrhh!! Uuuuuuuurrrhh!!’

That was the chasm the young mega-stud had to leap over: he needed to become at least twice as good, as hard, as potent to simply match the lord of all Olympus!

«Shiiiiit!! Oooorrhh, fucking shiiiit!!!» Not that, in the middle of all that orgasm, that bothered him too much.

Both gods had reached the peak of their respective climaxes —and only the foundations of Olympus itself could handle the weight, the power, and the majesty of their spectacular loads!

‘Ooooooaaarrhh…!!’

Gallons and gallons and tons of spunk later… Pargasus passed out!

The sounds, the blasts, the roars, and the screams, all of them echoed in his mind like fragments of a dream.

Uuuuurrrrh….. oooooooorrrhhhh…..!!’Bloooorrssshhh!! Like the dozens of women he had fucked and tortured with endless orgasms, Pargasus body fell over the mountains of seed —remaining still, unmoving, slowly recovering its strength.

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