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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.

* * * * * *

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

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

“I never knew your parents were farmers.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mare-women?” And I nodded.

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

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

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

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

“Are all Brazilians this forward?

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

“Fuck, I wish I had your confidence.”

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

“Uh… thanks.”

I stepped closer, flaunting my aggressive movements.

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

Her eyes beamed a little stronger.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What… are you doing?”

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

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

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

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

“Oh, wow. What language is that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m n-not… all muscle.”

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

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

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

“E-excuse me?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, god… it’s Adonis!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“More like… in an hour.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, fuck!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, fuck!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No. Haven’t been for a year.”

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

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

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

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

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