Chapter 5

Another woman fell on the floor, making a loud splash as her body sank on the spunk. The monster didn’t waste a second before grabbing two more girls in front of him, lifting them by the wrist, then slam-pounding them with his 45-inch-long cock. He alternated his dick between them so fast while thrusting so hard that it honestly seemed he was fucking the both simultaneously—a giant with two cocks plowing through his harem like a herd of stallions.

You never know the meaning of “sex machine” until you see one in action. My sight was blurry and my cunt was sore after seeing so much of that action, and for so long! The entire floor quaked as the monster consumed those two new piles of flesh, who were quickly passing out due to the overwhelming pleasure he gave them—more orgasms than any woman could conceive!

Looking back to his office, I saw mountains of passed-out women squirming, wailing, and trembling on the floor. Mountains of semen covered their bodies and burst from their over-stretched cunts, with their bellies so bloated their all looked pregnant. They certainly were knocked-up by that monster’s seed, each of them carrying the virile spunk of the gods in their wombs, ready to become mommas of twins, triplets, quadruplets, and more.

“My god!!” The two girls he was pounding screamed. “Oh, my ... GOD!!!” Their massive tits hardened and squirted milk in high pressure on the monster’s face. He simply opened his mouth and drank their jets, laughing while plowing through them with incomparable ease. I saw his body exuding steam, creating an aura of heat all around him, and the monster had been puffing hot smoke through his nose for hours as he consumed those ladies like someone checking off the items from a grocery list.

Then there were the women all around him, waiting for their turn. I couldn’t help my arousal when I looked at them and saw their fresh, abundant bodies so hard and ready for him. They were a hundred-something women sitting on the floor, fingering themselves and playing with their large boobs, almost all of them moaning and some even screaming as the mere display of virility by that stud got them hornier and hotter than actual sex with any other man.

I was struck with envy and awe (and a mix of other complicated emotions) as I saw that ocean of beauties so willing to be fucked and bred by that raging stud, consequences be damned. They were all the most beautiful women on Earth, some of which I recognized from some high-end fashion shows or from some highly-publicized covers from beauty and fitness magazines. «Fuck. This. Stud!» I though while also bringing my pussy to gushing orgasms, making my juices splash on the stud’s body and then rain all over the room.

There was actually rain flooding the room with ours juices, for our orgasms were simultaneous and never-ending; I had to close my eyes many times and clean my face from that rain of pussy nectar, which turned into steam when in contract with my overheated body. I was raging and I was horny, much more than all the other bitches around me, but I knew that the stud was leaving me for last. «Will he have enough power??» I wondered, battering my pussy while the stallion exhausted those two new bodies.

“Rooooaarr!!!” All the windows and glasses of the room had been destroyed by his formidable roars. Thrusting deep into a woman, the monster came, and for the hundredth-something(-th) time we saw his dick engorge to ridiculous proportions and release the overwhelming spunk that his balls never stopped producing.

My god, those monster balls! Just watching them fill up with spunk and pump the very first loads of his shots brough dozens of us to a cataclysmic orgasm! We fucking showered the room with our steamy cunt sauce as we saw those two glorious, humongous testicles filled with virile power as they unleashed their newest load of baby-making broth. It was insane! On “normal” conditions, that bull’s balls were already as big as American footballs, but when they were full and over-stretched with cum—which they always became after some five minutes without the monster cumming—they became literally as big and as round as basketballs (though the weight of each testicle easily surpassed one a half bowling ball).

The stud was 8’6ft-tall. He was a giant, and a giant whose muscles were so massive and hard that wherever he fucked, his feet drilled craters and cracks on the ground. As he was fucking those two girls, for instance, his power had gradually made him sink a whole foot into the floor, with his legs surrounded by the concrete and his feet probably bending the pipeline of that floor. Pipes had been burst on countless other holes on that hall and his office, but he had covered all of them with his jizz, which was as thick and solid as industrial glue.

His insane muscle mass meant that he weighted well over 3,500 pounds—his cock and balls alone responsible for 600 pounds of those tons. He was so over-muscular and so uber-masculine we all could literally see even the shortest, thinnest of his fibers stretching and contracting in his body—millions of those muscle fibers throbbing and bulging and bloating as he hammered the endless cunts with his machine-like thrusting power.

The ripped and shredded nature of his body meant that he had as little fat as possible, maybe even under 0.5%—the raging stallion could easily survive with outrageously low levels of fat, for his body was so perfect that nature had different rules for it. He looked both a freak, a monster, and also the most gorgeous male we had ever seen. Even girls who were repelled by muscles would immediately lay on the floor and spread their legs on a full-split upon a single second of seeing that stud’s face, for the guy was simply unbelievable!

George Clooney? Channing Tatum? Brad Pitt? Henry Cavil? Bah, fuck those ugly bastards! That was a face worth dying for, and even describing it with any detail greater than “blonde; outrageously handsome” seemed impossible for any of us, for our eyes couldn’t withstand such perfection without sort of melting or growing very sore. There were men, and then there were Men, and that Man was above all other Men I (or any of us) had ever been fucked by!

“You are a fucking perfect breeding machine!!” I screamed atop of my lung as that beast finished off his two new lays. “You’re fucking unbelievable, Reymond!!” My eyes burned when I saw his balls rumbling. “Breed them!! Breed them good for us! Knock them up and knock them out!! I want to see you massacre their cunts and fill up their wombs! Breed them!! Breed them, Reymond, oh, breed them, and show us the power of a real man!!”

I liked to think that my words pushed him over the edge, but I don’t like to delude myself too much: he would breed those broods with his uber-virility regardless of any input, just as he was ready to do before I screamed like a maniac. Still, the god liked to reward the worship from his faithful, and for the briefest of moments, just as he was thrusting his cock fully into one of the ladies, he looked to me and nodded gently, smiling like a devil as the gallons of spunk coursed through his prick.

“Roooaarr!!!” The deep, thick cracks on the ground grew as the monster growled like a bison and stopped thrusting for a brief second, allowing his first, most delightful shot flow uninterrupted through his prick. His cock measured between 38 and 45 inches-long in its many different states of arousal, and its insane width was always fluctuating between six and eight inches.

Oh, yeah, I need to be clear about this, so that none of you get it wrong: I said width, not girth! His cock was too thick for any woman to even trouble herself with measuring his girth. At his most aroused, yes, this meant that the stud had a prick wider than most dicks were long. The fact that he was an eighteen-year-old stud with billions of dollars in his bank account only made us melt faster and cum harder when seeing him fuck—some men are just cut above all the rest, and that man was easily cut above all manking itself. Nature can be really fucking unfair, don’t you think?