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A hyper-muscular demigoddess turns the tables on her experienced dominatrix

The Instructress screamed. Her gushes of squirt were interrupted every time the princess hit her. Her entire body seemed to catch fire, and her glutes were quickly desensitized. They were both 69-ing each other, both only Diane was now acting upon the pussy of her lover. The instructress was suffering too much and cumming too hard to focus on Diane’s gushing cunt. Still, the princess came gallons through her cunt, for the pleasure of domination was much greater than that of the matriarch’s tongue.

“I will destroy you.” The princess’s cunt drilled the insides of her master. “Let me show you how a teenager can pound another woman like a bull!” Diane slowly pulled her head back, taking out inch after inch of her god-tongue from that pussy. The Instructress was already screaming for mercy, feeling all her insides unravel and her body implode.

“PLEASE!!” The tears fell in cataracts from her face. “DIANE!! PLEASE, STOP!!” Though the princess had only started penetrating her, the Instructress felt literally more pleasure than she did with all the girls she had fucked in her life. “I… I-I!!… I CAN’T TAKE IT!! YOUR POWER!!! DIANE, YOUR POWER IS JUST TOO MUUUUUCH!!!” Every word the Instructress screamed reeked with agony, and the explosions from her cunt didn’t lie: the woman was experiencing, by far, the single biggest, strongest orgasms of her life… and the princess hadn’t even started with her!

“Disappointing.” Diane muttered, removing inch after inch, very slowly, of her tongue from that cunt. “I expected more of you, my master.” Her tongue and her face were being showered by that thick, sweet cunt nectar. Diane had about forty inches of god-tongue, with half of it crammed and curled inside the vagina, overfilling it and the womb, throbbing and stimulating hundreds of erogenous spots simultaneously and driving the woman to madness… and then beyond!

“DIANE!!” Her screams were arousing. She could taste the blood of the torn cunt along with its gallons of juices. Diane retrieved as much of her tongue as she could, with ten inches curled up in a ball inside the Instructress. The poor woman unraveled harder and faster than expected, shaking and convulsing at mercy of those orgasms. “GODS!!” Her screams almost struck pity in Diane’s heart. “GODS, PLEASE…!! SAVE ME!!” The princess could feel her tears in her thighs. The Instructress was a mere shell of her former self, and she was about to be undone even further.

“One.” Diane counted, cryptically, and then she inserted the thirty extra inches of her tongue back in the woman. Bulk after bulk after bulk of flesh filled her womb to the brim, stretching her waist loudly. Diane didn’t push that womb up, but instead curled the tongue as she shoved it in, adding a tremendous volume to the woman’s body. Suddenly, it all looked as if the Instructress carried over fifteen babies in her belly.

“Two.” Diane pulled her tongue and thrust it back in again. The Instructress was no longer screaming; she was just cumming. Even her gallons of squirts were interrupted by a shock in her body: her tits swelled and exploded with milk threads from her nipples. She was stiff, but vibrating, her face frozen in perpetual horror. Only faint, desperate whimpers got out of her throat, like the yelps of a helpless dog, and the princess couldn’t help but to feel even more aroused by the sorry state she left her master in. “Three.” She thrust her tongue. “Four.” She thrust it again. “Five. Six. Seven…” She stopped counting as her tongue really got to pounding that cunt. After about twenty mad blows, the pussy squirted nectar back into her face, and the splashes reached as far as the trees around them. Diane was drilling squirt from her cunt, extracting gallons from every blow, as if the tip of her tongue struck wells filled with lube, deliciously bathing herself on that endless offering.

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A powerful, virile Amazon makes her naughty muscular princess cum oceans through her swollen cunt!!

The woman who was eating Diane out had a legendary status amongst the Amazons, meaning that her age might have as well have been into the thousands of years, but her appearance was undefinable; theoretically, Amazons so old must have resembled a fifty, even a sixty-year old vixen, but the Instructress seemed, even under the least generous of assertions, no older than thirty-five. She was one of those mature women who exuded so much health that they seemed much firmer, harder, more appetizing to both the eye and the touch than any eighteen-year-old would ever be.

Diane felt all this superior quality of her genes as the Head Instructress ate her pussy like a champ. The eight-feet-tall, 600-pound muscle Amazon had a 22-inch tongue as thick as five horse dicks—all of them penetrating the princess at once! Diane was being electrocuted by the explosions of pleasure from her cunt; she literally felt her muscles contracting and her organs moving around her waist, tortured under the almost-magical touch of that strong girl.

Still, the princess didn’t cum. Well, technically she was cumming, but she was not yet unleashing messy loads of cum on the Instructress’s face. Like a very rugged Alpha male, Diane equated squirting to inferiority: the woman who squirted at the touch of another partner was clearly the inferior half of the equation. Accustomed to winning and dominating anyone and everyone from a very early age, Diane was not prone to lose control so quickly—but to her unimaginable terror, the Instructress was not only blasting through her defenses, but also doing so with godly ease and speed, literally torturing her with as many orgasms in under three minutes than a thousand studs could give a woman in a lifetime of bed-breaking action.

Not that things were are as easy as they looked, of course. «Damn, Diane!» The Instructress thought at every second: «you’re every bit a demigoddess as your reputation says!» The matriarch’s tongue blasted the princess’s insides, contorting in such a way that no five points of her cunt were untouched at any given time. Not only that, but she knew a woman’s inside like an engineer and his labyrinth, and every single erogenous spot, every pleasure point, every orgasmic rift, and every ecstatic fold inside her that could be touched, ravished, and stimulated was touched, ravished, and stimulated. As she closed her eyes, the princess imagined a whole battalion of warrior eating her pussy out. All of these warriors were no more than the Instructress’s tongue, which seemed to grow and multiply inside her insanely-lubricated passage. The princess raised her head, only to throw it back on the floor. *Baang!!* Cracks grew on the stop. She raised her head again and banged it once more time. *Boom!!* Then gain, and again, and then again and again and again, digging a hole under her back and cracking the temple all the way to the walls, the columns, and the ceiling.

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The young, powerful, muscular teen felt hands running along his legs, fondling and fumbling his ass, and grabbing his hard, hot genitalia.

Many sighs of amazement and astonished expressions:

‘Pargasus, love! Did you grow??’

Smiling, he looked down at her.

‘Leave it.’

‘Oh, Pargasus!’

Hungry hands climbed over his body, fondling that extraordinarily hard and muscular member between his legs.

‘Oh, by the gods, Pargasus!’ Thick and meaty lips moistened his abs. ‘You’re literally a living sculpture!’

The young man didn’t push them away. As frustrated as he was, he couldn’t reject the caring touch of so many fabulous nymphs.

His genitalia began to react: little by little, his penis appeared from under his robes, rising imposingly in his hips.

‘B-by the gods!!’ Many chins fell. ‘Pargasus!!’

The rumors they’ve heard about that god were all true!

More and more nymphs got closer. Within seconds, that tall and powerful young man was surrounded by thirty fertile, squirming ladies.

‘Oh, Pargasus! Pargasus!!’ They fondled his waist and grabbed his crotch. ‘How can a man have so much dick??’

They’ve never seen a teenager like that one.

Pargasus was just barely over eighteen, and yet, at the height of his 7.7-feet, he already had a larger, more beautiful and vastly more muscular body than Apolo’s.

‘M-m-my… my god!!’ Many of these nymphs tried to climb the young man’s body, crazy to reach the prick that throbbed and irradiated heat.

‘Careful.’ He smiled. ‘It’s hot!’

‘Oow!! Oow!!’ Many immediately withdrew their hands from that prick, which was scalding! ‘Oow, Pargasus!’

‘By the gods!’ One of them shouted. ‘Feel these balls!!’ She squeezed the man’s two bloated testicles. ‘I can’t even grab a single one with my hand!!’

The male smiled proudly.

‘Yes, I know.’ He answered, almost bored. ‘My balls are bigger than a bull’s.’

‘Ooh…!!’

‘A horse, a donkey, I know. I’ve heard all the comparisons.’

‘My god… by god… what a god!!’

Once many of those hands began staining his dick with the that other male’s spunk, however, he man decided the had enough.

‘Back off! I’ve got to speak to Zeus!’

‘Oh, Pargasus! Pleas… ooooh!!!’ And the women puked all the spunk that had been come inside her.

Bloooorrrsssh!!! Splooooorrrssshh!! Pints and pints of the thickest broth left her mouth, splashing on the floor, making puddles grow around the young man’s feet.

‘Oh, Pargasus!’

‘Don’t insist! You’re all filled with his seed!’ And he stopped before the enormous door of that last room, ready to open it. ‘I’m not sharing my women with any other god… ever again!’

And so saying, as he opened the heavy doors, the young god was hit by a stream of hot air and heavy, white fumes from inside.

What he saw there left him floored. Even though he already expected a scene of incredible destruction, he just wasn’t prepared for the scale of that obscenity!

Over five hundred women laid all around the enormous chamber, all writhing, all trembling, all bloated with the seed that slowly leaked through their pores.

The air was hot and heavy, like a sauna’s.

The women outside tried to get in, but the young man promptly closed the door in their faces: blaaam!

‘Oooh, Pargasus! Pargasus!’ Yelped the bitches inside, feeling the presence of another masculine body amongst them.

‘Ladies.’ He greeted them, walking to the center of that carnival of females.

Booom-booom-boom…!! It was like giant boulders falling over a mountain’s coast; like… lightining bolts!… and thunders!… making the whole earth rumble and the walls tremble.

Getting closer and closer, the young man could finally see the figure behind all that fog: over a giant circular bed, holding a beautiful female body in his arms, the most powerful of all males —a super masculine creature, king of all gods!— copulated like crazy with his female.

‘Thank you for shutting the door, kid.’ The powerful god spoke without bothering to look at him. ‘These females can be a nuisance, sometimes.’

Zeus, the mightiest of all the deities, was casually fucking his eighth- or ninth-hundredth woman of the day.

The young man gulped when saw his immense frame: 8.4-feet of pure virility and muscle rose above him, making him feel like an ant.

‘Oooorrrh, aaaaarrrhh!’ The woman in his arms cried and screamed, unable to handle that much pleasure. ‘Oooh, daddy!! OOOOHR, OOOORRRHH…!!

‘Whore…’

The god sank her pussy in his prick! Pargasus gulped again, seeing the member penetrating and tearing the woman in half.

Zeus held her with both arms, lifting and lowering her body in his prick, cramming eight inches of it in and out of her cunt.

‘Cum.’ He spoke, and from the girl’s pussy… spliiiirrsssshh!!!

‘Oooh!’ Pargasus gave a step back, avoiding the splashes of lubricants that nymph came all the time!

Her head was in the clouds! Her eyes swirled in heaven while her screams mounted and her pussy blasted female nectar all over the super-god’s body.

With ripped, 12-pack abs and a chest wider than two men’s, Zeus was so big that her lubes on his body evaporated before even reaching his waist.

The super male lifted and lowered her body twice or thrice per second, extracting multiple orgasms after more multiple orgasms from her beat-up body.

Oooorhh, aaarrhh…..!!!‘ She bit her lips hard. ‘AAAAARRHHH!!!!

The pussy ejaculated another tiny puddle on the man’s body.

Uuurrhh…!!’ Zeus roared deep, finally getting tired —or rather, bored.

‘Zeus…!!’ He heard many weeping voices around him. ‘Zeus…!!’

Looking down, the super god saw some other twenty, no, thirty women crawling to his thick legs, trying to climb up the bed to scratch him, bite him, oh, anything that caught his attention.

Ooooohh…!!!

Unable to wait for their turn, the women resorted to rubbing their cunts on that horse’s powerful legs.

Oooorrrhh!!’

As soon as their fingers touched the male’s balls, each as big as an ostrich egg, they immediately crammed their free hands in their pussies, masturbating until reaching powerful (and almost instantaneous) orgasms!

‘Ooohh, what a god!! What a god, aaarrrhh!!’

Their juices splashed all over the bed, already so soaked in cunt soup.

‘Ooohh!! Aaahh!!!’ At least eight women were cumming at the same time.

Without a drop of sweat, Zeus kept using that female like a vibrator to his never-ending prick.

‘What is it, Pargasus?’ Still without looking at the intruder nor losing his focus, the god asked. ‘I feel you’re angry. What do you want from me now?’

Before Pargasus could answer, many women interrupted him, touching his thick legs:

‘Pargasus! Pargasus… this god… oh, Pargasus!!’ Their hungry eyes rested on the male’s fabulous genitalia. ‘Oh, my god! What a cock!!’

‘Mmmm!!’ One of them, fingering herself ferociously, held the prick with one hand. ‘My god! So thick!’ Her smiled was huge. ‘You are an Olympian, young Pargasus!’

Zeus, however, wasn’t willing to share any of his females:

‘Do not touch him! Stand back!’

The women obeyed —though begrudgingly.

‘Oh, Zeus! Why??’

‘Silence, whores!’ The god’s voice blasted like thunder, making all the ladies freeze in fear and delight.

The supermale picked up the pace of his thrusts in that woman: one, two, three… four… five times a second!…

Ooooorrh!!‘ He roared. ‘Aaaarrhh…!!!’

Five times a second, the god pierced that body with his prick, making her head split in a torment of pure bliss and ecstasy.

Spliiiiirsshh…!!! The girl’s pussy came unending jets of pleasure, drenching the man’s balls with fat, thick juices.

Giving his rival a severe look, the Alpha god re-established his dominance:

‘Ain’t sharing none of my girls! They’re my females, after all! Uuurhh!!’

The woman shut up, letting her orgasms speak for themselves.

She didn’t know how much longer she could last like that! She had been having orgasms for five minutes straight!

‘Mmm, mmrrm!!!’ The god prepared to cum. ‘I’m nutting my fat, heavy seed in your womb, bitch!’

‘OOH!!!’ The woman’s ejaculations only grew stronger, and all the nymphs got closer to watch the spectacle.

Pargasus, very humbly, gave one or two steps back, knowing just how messy the ejaculations of that god could be!

«Zeus…» He thought, not avoiding a feeling of admiration for that old human bull.

Even with all the years, his white hairs entailed, that horse was still more muscular than him! His prick could barely get to half its length when fully crammed inside his woman!

The god shamelessly flaunted his sexual power, drawing five multiple orgasms out of the woman for every thrust he gave.

Oooorrh!!! Aaaaarrh!!

She was a big girl; a 6ft-tall Amazon mare with so much muscle, ass, breasts, and legs one could make two other women out of her.

Still, that super god held her like a ragdoll, using her as a jerking device to his gigantic dong.

The women around him got more and more restless! The male was very close to an explosion, they could feel it!

The balls —boom-boom-boom!!…— pumped more and more seed to his prick, which bubbled up with pints and pints of lubes in her cunt.

Spleeerrsssh, splooorrssh, spleeerckk…!! The thick, hot broth ebbed out of her and fell over the bed, building puddles on the sheets.

The male was ready to shoot, and his filthy mare didn’t know whether she could handle all of his power!

Oooorrrh!!‘ Zeus twitched his face, pumping his prick in the girl’s body at least five times a second.

The girl’s ejaculations were constant. Zeus’s whole massive frame was drenched in female juices.

Ooorrrh, oooorrh…!!!‘ The bitch cried as his thrusts became faster and more ferocious: 8.5 inches until reaching her cervix —which was about 30 to 40% of his horse prick’s total length!

‘Imma cum, you whore!!’

‘Ooooww!’

His prick began to rumble and throb, getting even thicker! Pargasus gulped as he prepared for the spectacle.

After a brief pause, Zeus crammed her deeper in his prick, sending the girl’s soul to the skies.

‘Aaaaheee!!!’

As her pussy came like a hose, the horse prick prepared to shoot.

Uurrh… uuurrhh…!!!‘ With his face convulsing, the god let the full power of his orgasm shake the foundations of that building —and the entire Olympus with it!

‘By the gods!’ Pagasus gave a step back, startled by the tremors.

The super male’s balls contracted. Bloooorssh!! The prick blasted like a geiser, a true volcano of masculine magma from its tip, and in a single second….

Aaaarrhh….!!!!‘ The woman rolled her eyes. ‘OOAARRH!!!

In a single pump, she felt her whole pussy swelling with so much spunk. Croooaarck!! Her hips widened as the blast sent pints and pints of semen to her womb, drowning it in semen!

Before that first blast was over…

Aaaahhh!! Aaaaahhh!!‘ She felt all of the semen exploding out of her pussy and raining on the hips of Zeus, who roared:

Uuuuurrrrh!! Uuuuuurrrhhh!!!‘ Her legs were covered in white.

The females dragged themselves over that ocean of spunk, wishing for just a tenth of the pleasure her colleage was experiencing.

While the pussy exploded, the man’s first nut reached its end.

Then came the second: ‘ooooorrh…!!!‘ Before the first gallon-sized nut was over, the second one burst even more powerful. Bloooorssh……!!!

The woman felt a mass of gallons and gallons and more gallons of sperm cush her womb under its amazing, virile pressure. Soon, the ladies around could literally bathe on the rivers bursting from her pussy.

Many laid down and rolled on the bed like dogs on the grass, just waiting for more jets of spunk to cover them completely.

‘Ooow, Zeeeus…!! How can you cum so much??’

The blast lasted five seconds… six seconds… and then slowly diminished.

Uuuurrrhh….!!!‘ The super manly god nutted a third time! ‘Oooorrhh!!!

The female felt her soul being expelled from the body, taken by the infinite, virile seed of that super stud.

The semen fell in rivers, cataracts from the pussy. The woman’s hips were bloated; her belly, once so thin, now grew with the literal pints of spunk the male ejaculated inside her.

Twelve pints, fourteen pints… that male nutted, in a single blast, almost a gallon of pure, hyper-concentrated seed.

And that was still nothing, for his fourth nut was just about to begin!

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‘In his first year, he impregnated 102 women. As the son of a bitch wasn’t too exceptionally fertile back then, he managed an average of ‘only’ 1.8 kids per woman. Still, in a single year… he had 184 children.’

The woman’s heart jolted in her chest.

‘A hundred… and eighty!…’

‘Oh, my dear, now’s when the math starts getting interesting. Our male doesn’t impregnate our ladies just once; in reality, as soon as he senses they’re fertile again after giving birth to his kids…’

‘Oh!’

‘…he knocks them up again —every year, year after year, nonstop!’

The woman suddenly spread her legs open, making the dark spot on her pants… squiiiiiiissh… grow.

‘What did you say?’

‘The man is a bull.’ Another soldier continued. ‘Actually… a literal bull, wild in state of nature, wouldn’t be able to match his numbers.’

And another soldier:

‘He’s one of the most fertile beings in all the mammalian family. Even rats or rabbits can’t compare to his legendary fecundity.’

The general cut them both:

‘As soon as a woman gives birth to his children… as soon as possible, he goes back to fecundating her. The same works for every single lady in his harem —which, I must remind you, never stops growing.’

The poor journalist only swallowed up dryly, barely believing what she heard, but also barely avoiding the temptation of asking, nearly begging for more juicy information:

‘What else… what else does he…?’

The general continued:

‘From his second year of breeding onwards, his fertility became… truly scary.’ His face sunk into darkness. ‘That second year, his harem had 250 women… all of whom were impregnated! At year’s end, an average of 2.4 kids was registered. If you’re keeping track, my dear, that’s 544 sons and daughters.’

‘544!!’

‘Yeah, that’s right. In his second year of coitus, he had already become one of the most fertile men in history.’

The reporter’s heart couldn’t keep still in one place, much like her enormous, extraordinarily thick legs couldn’t stop stretching the fabric of her pants after crossing so many times.

Cold sweat began to appear on her face, yet the general pressed on without mercy:

‘You should get a calculator, dear, because the math is going to get insanely complex from now on.’

«By God!!»

The general breathed in deep and kept narrating the biblical fecundity of his soldier.

‘On his third year, if I recall it well… our guy’s harem had reached 800 women, hadn’t it?’

‘798, sir.’

‘798… oh. Please, lend me these papers. It’s impossible to keep track of his performance just on the head.’

‘Yes, sir.’

While the soldiers organized themselves, the reporter prepared her body for the… avalanche of sexuality… that mythical soldier would present to her!

‘Here it is. Third year of harem. 798 women… all of which he knocked up handsomely. That year, his fecundity was of 2.8 kids per woman, which totals about…’

‘Excuse me, excuse me! What did you say?!’

The officer looked down severely at her.

‘Dear, if you keep interrupting me at every word…’

‘But, sir, please, I… I’ve got to understand: what do you mean his fecundity was 2.8?’

‘I mean that, for every woman he slept with, he had an average of almost three kids.’

‘Every woman??’

‘That’s right.’ The journalist pressed her immense thighs against one another, making the cunt blast off numerous jets of love juices on her pink panties.

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‘In his first year, he impregnated 102 women. As the son of a bitch wasn’t too exceptionally fertile back then, he managed an average of ‘only’ 1.8 kids per woman. Still, in a single year… he had 184 children.’

The woman’s heart jolted in her chest.

‘A hundred… and eighty!…’

‘Oh, my dear, now’s when the math starts getting interesting. Our male doesn’t impregnate our ladies just once; in reality, as soon as he senses they’re fertile again after giving birth to his kids…’

‘Oh!’

‘…he knocks them up again —every year, year after year, nonstop!’

The woman suddenly spread her legs open, making the dark spot on her pants… squiiiiiiissh… grow.

‘What did you say?’

‘The man is a bull.’ Another soldier continued. ‘Actually… a literal bull, wild in state of nature, wouldn’t be able to match his numbers.’

And another soldier:

‘He’s one of the most fertile beings in all the mammalian family. Even rats or rabbits can’t compare to his legendary fecundity.’

The general cut them both:

‘As soon as a woman gives birth to his children… as soon as possible, he goes back to fecundating her. The same works for every single lady in his harem —which, I must remind you, never stops growing.’

The poor journalist only swallowed up dryly, barely believing what she heard, but also barely avoiding the temptation of asking, nearly begging for more juicy information:

‘What else… what else does he…?’

The general continued:

‘From his second year of breeding onwards, his fertility became… truly scary.’ His face sunk into darkness. ‘That second year, his harem had 250 women… all of whom were impregnated! At year’s end, an average of 2.4 kids was registered. If you’re keeping track, my dear, that’s 544 sons and daughters.’

‘544!!’

‘Yeah, that’s right. In his second year of coitus, he had already become one of the most fertile men in history.’

The reporter’s heart couldn’t keep still in one place, much like her enormous, extraordinarily thick legs couldn’t stop stretching the fabric of her pants after crossing so many times.

Cold sweat began to appear on her face, yet the general pressed on without mercy:

‘You should get a calculator, dear, because the math is going to get insanely complex from now on.’

«By God!!»

The general breathed in deep and kept narrating the biblical fecundity of his soldier.

* * * * *

The whole world froze to the reporter. She wanted to know… but at the same time… she didn’t know whether she had the strength to bear what she was about to hear!

Gluuurb, gluuuurbb.. splooooshhh!! Her breasts ejaculated yet more teaspoons-worth of milk. A small dark smear began to show over the fabric on each of her breasts.

It was official: the woman was about to be majorly embarrassed before all the soldiers —yet, strangely, she seemed not to care at all.

‘P-please, s-sir… t-tell me: how many more kids did he have… at 23??’

The general gave her the intel straight, cold and blunt:

‘5,092 kids.’

The number, however, was so vast that it flew over the reporter’s head, without actually coming close to entering her ears.

‘Five… thousand…’

The general calmly detailed:

‘At 23, with a harem as big as 1,273 ladies… two hundred more than in the previous year… he inseminated each one of his ladies with an average of 3.9 kids, totaling… yeah: 5,092 children.’

The woman felt a ferocious squeeze between her thighs. The general, nonetheless, kept talking swiftly:

‘The whole score of kids he had sired by then… stood at 25,803.’

‘Twenty… five…’

Thousand…!!

The woman leaned forward, almost dropping her equipment, feeling all the air leave her body.

Ooooaarrhh!!

Many soldiers approached:

‘Ma’am, please tell us what’s going on.’

She looked at them, then finally to the general, who knew all too well what was going on.

‘You’re aroused, aren’t you?’ The old man proceeded, very patiently. ‘Your newspaper should have sent someone a little tougher. If you’re already like that just by hearing about our man’s feats, what’s gonna happen when you actually meet him?’

The woman breathed deep, feeling a full ocean drip from her pussy.

Her nipples were so steel-hard they almost literally ripped two holes on her shirt. The soldiers then finally noticed the dark smears on her clothes.

‘Holy shit…!’ Some exclaimed.

The woman immediately rose, took another deep breath, and gave one more ample opportunity for the soldiers to see the other, bigger smudge in the middle of her legs.

‘I’m so sorry, b-but… all of this is… I need to…’ She lowered her head and tried to focus. ‘Can I have a moment alone?’

The soldiers looked to one another.

‘What would you like to do?’

She pinched her own arms and looked to the door, picturing the long white corridor in her mind.

‘Is there any bathroom nearby?? I mean, a more… private one? Just for us ladies??’

The soldiers looked at each other again, whispering something she couldn’t (or didn’t want to) make out.

‘Two doors on the right. You’ll….’

‘General!’ As soon as she got the directions, she reached out to the senior officer. ‘Could you give me… uh, this clipboard… these data sheets about the soldier?’

After thinking for a while, the officer gave her the document.

‘What do you have in mind, dear?’

‘I… I-I…’

She tried to answer something, anything, but she knew none of the excuses she could concoct would amount to anything.

Instead, she simply turned around and walked towards the door.

‘I’ll be back in a pinch… if you excuse me.’

As she closed the door on her back, she could hear the many laughs in the room. None of that disturbed her, however.

«I need to…! Oh!! I need to…!»

Desperately, with the documents in hand, she looked for the bathroom, where she would finally get…

‘Oooow…!!’ …some fucking release!


‘It’s all for your own sake, you hear me, my bitch, busty Barbie!’ She squeezed her blond friend’s breasts and fondled her chiseled abs. ‘It’s all to get your body nice and ready… for my man, okay?’ She smiled. ‘You haven’t experienced anything yet! Aaah! You’re going to learn what an orgasm really is… uuuuiii!… when my man finally gets inside you… so sweet and deep! Ooow…. oooww!!’

Once finished with her masterful domination, the muscle brunette found it good to rise up and… estimate the damages around the place.

Right there, where they were, in the middle of the bathroom, right in between the blonde’s legs, there were over twenty ounces of female spunk, which still couldn’t compare to…

‘Goddamn it!’

…the half-gallon of nectar she herself had ejaculated close to the sink.

Another quarter gallon was near one corner of the bathroom, close to the sinks and its mirrors, mixed with several other ounces of piss.

All and all, those two big mare-ladies had ejaculated and pissed close to three-quarters of females juices. Not bad, not bad at all.

‘I’ve done so much worse.’ The brunette snapped her fingers, getting closer to the sink and the mirrors to watch her own body. ‘When I’m with five or six other girls…. oooh…. that orgy, that one time, when I dealt with twelve women at once… yuuumm!!’

She flexed. Her sculptural body, carved out of mahogany, shone with all her muscles perfectly contracted, impeccably ripped and shredded in from of the mirror.

Her pussy dripped with the thick, fat jets of her own nectar. She still had a lot of energy to release, but she knew it could only be released…

‘Wow, how hot I am! Oooww!!’ And she spoke to her own reflection —or rather, her reflexion spoke to her. ‘Let’s fuck, shall we? Finish what we started, huh? Huh?’

Her absurdly muscular reflection seemed to answer with a blink of an eye and several flexings of her muscles.

The brunette lowered her fingers down to her pussy and, flexing her super-powerful muscles in front of the mirror…

‘Oooow… oooohh… ooowww!!’

She supported herself on the sink. The pleasure of her manly, absurdly warm touch…

‘Fuuuuck!!’

Drop-drop… sbloorshh! She felt the liquids stocked inside her cunt fall heavy and bountiful on the floor, some even over her feet.

Blam-blam! She spread her legs and, looking straight at herself in the mirror…

‘Oooowww!!!’

… she sank her fingers deep inside her pussy. With unparalleled aggressivity, she began to masturbate. The pleasure that flowed through all her muscles was unrivaled.

‘Oooooowww!!!’

Regardless of how many men or girls she fucked, she could never feel as much pleasure as when… fucking her own self!

It was as if she and only she, of all the hot bitches in the world, could give herself this same kind of uber-intense, ultra-masculine pleasure.

‘Fuuuuck…. ooow, ooow, ooooowww…..!!’ She smiled at her reflection, giving it an air kiss. ‘How hot I am… ooow!!’

She spread her legs even wider. Her fingering didn’t just look like mere fingering, but an aggression against her own cunt! As if, in a matter of seconds…

‘AAAAAHHHHHHH…!!!’

…she was going to draw blood from it!

With her body now getting hard and her fist pounding her own cunt at the speed of forty of fifty pulsations every single second, her fingers deep inside her cooch and all her erogenous spots being expertly massacred, the brunette stared longingly at her reflection and… and…

She flexed! One of her biceps contracted with matchless power, followed by her six ultra-shredded abs muscles, with two new ones growing just below the lowest pair, right above her pussy.

‘OOOOHHH-OIOOOHHH–OOOHHHH…!!!’

The brunette flexed her pecs and made both of her gigantic, titanic, obscene tits hop!

Sssqquiiiiisshh!! Milk as thick as chantilly burst from her nipples, falling heavily inside the kitchen.

‘Goddess! Goddess… GODDEEEEESSSSS!!!!’

Behind her, feeling a breath right over her nape, the brunette noticed the presence of a spirit drawing closer and… helping her masturbate!

«Hera!»

Her guardian goddess was there, taking her by her back, holding her hands, fondling her muscles, and guiding her towards an earth-shattering orgasm!

«You’re so beautiful, my daughter!»

‘OOOOORRRHHHHHHH!!!!’

The brunette could swear the spirit spoke directly to her. «Come! I wanna come… stronger than any man.»

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