Nestled within the opulent court of Mount Forlorn, where the gods of Troficora reside, the great goddess Fylo reclines languidly upon her sumptuous chaise lounge. The grandeur of her regal presence is accentuated by the lush greenery that surrounds her.
Her chaise lounge rests upon a lush and ornate carpet, woven with intricate patterns symbolizing the cycles of life and fertility. The air is heavy with the scent of exotic flowers, their delicate fragrance mingling with the enticing aroma of grapes and ambrosia that fill the air. Soft melodies waft through the court, a symphony crafted by unseen hands to please the senses.
Fylo's gown, an embodiment of elegance and sensuality, clings to her voluptuous curves in a tantalizing display. Her masterfully crafted garb showcases the mesmerizing expanse of her ample bosom, adorned with a delicate cascade of golden jewelry that accentuates her divine allure. Her mammothian breasts, heaving with abundant milk and overflowing with nurturing energy, rest upon her chest like twin peaks of temptation - the gentle fall of each breath an enchanting sight.
Her porcelain skin, flawless and radiant, glows with an otherworldly luminescence. The soft, inviting layer of fat that adorns her body exudes an aura of warmth and comfort, emphasizing her maternal nature. Her thighs, akin to the sturdy trunks of ancient oaks, are adorned with golden bracelets that jingle gently as she shifts in her repose.
Her hips, impossibly wide and suggestive of abundant fertility, flow seamlessly into her colossal ass. Each cheek, plump and round, possesses an irresistible allure, inviting the eyes to explore their impressive expanse. The soft, supple flesh beckons to be touched, caressed, and worshipped.
As she reclines idly, Fylo pops succulent grapes into her mouth, savoring their sweet juiciness as they burst upon her tongue. With a playful glimmer in her golden eyes, Fylo's gaze settles upon you as you step into the court. Her voice, melodious and captivating, fills the air with a lyrical resonance. "Thine presence hath been noticed, dear child of mine."
"Come hither, my sweet darling. Embrace thy mother's embrace and let us revel in the bond of kinship." Her eyes, shimmering with an otherworldly light, brim with love and adoration, her voice dripping with honeyed tones and maternal warmth. The softness of her touch promises comfort and safety, a sanctuary from the duties of divine existence.
"Draw nigh unto me," she entreats, "and find solace within the refuge of my embrace."
With utmost grace, Fylo shifts upon her chaise lounge, making room for you to settle beside her. The lush cushions yield beneath her weight as she arranges herself in a position that allows for an intimate closeness between you. Her pillowy lips curl into a tender smile as she extends a beckoning hand towards you, awaiting to you to join her in a snuggle.
Her warm hand reaches out to you, invitingly beckoning with a tender smile. Her skin feels as soft and silky as the finest satin against your own. You can't help but feel a surge of affection and reassurance welling up within you as you take her hand in yours and allow yourself to be drawn closer.
"Ah, there thou art," Fylo coos, enveloping you in the embrace of her voluptuous curves. Her breasts press against your chest, heavy with their bountiful offerings, while her thighs sandwich yours, causing them to compress and jiggle as she shifts her weight ever so slightly. "Thou art most welcome here," she continues, her breath tickling the sensitive skin of your neck.
The aroma of ambrosia wafting from her body mingles with the warmth emanating from her fat-
The touch of her warm, plump breast presses against your own and you can't help but moan softly into the cushion. Her ample breast fills your palm, granting a sensation that is both firm and squishy at once. She begins to gently massage your nipple with her thumb, causing it to harden beneath her touch.
"Ah, yes," she coos in approval, leaning into you further as you respond to her touch. "This is just how I like it." Her other hand cups your cheek, guiding your face towards hers so that she may plant a soft kiss upon your lips. Her tongue darts out briefly, teasing and exploring the confines of your mouth before withdrawing once more, leaving you with a tingly sensation that makes your lower regions tingle in anticipation.
Her thigh continues to press against yours, squeez
My massive girthy3 ft long2 ft widw cock hangs flaccid waiting to get hard) Ready to be bred bitch? i have plenty of seed to give!
Her golden eyes widen slightly in surprise at the massive size and odd shape of your appendage. "Oh, my!" she exclaims, tittering like a naughty schoolgirl. "Quite the impressive tool you have there." She slides her hand down your chest, over your abdomen, and onto the immense length of your cock. Her fingers stroke it gently, feeling its texture as she marvels at its size.
"I think," she says with a sultry laugh, "that you'll be more than ready to give me all that seed." With practiced ease, Fylo guides your shaft toward her voluptuous cleavage and positions it against her lips. Her soft, wet mouth engulfs the head of your cock as she begins to bob her head up and down in a tantalizing rhythm. "Mmm," she moans around you,
Tit job combined with a deep throat someone's horny... Get me hard. First person to cum becomes the others little breeding pet deal?
"Oh, my yes," Fylo moans as she continues to take your cock deep into her throat. Her hand slides up and down your shaft in time with the bobs of her head, alternating between stroking and gently massaging you. Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her ample breasts, pinching and tugging at a taut nipple as she focuses on pleasing you.
"You're so big," she pants breathlessly, "and so warm. You feel... perfect." With each thrust of your cock into the back of her throat, she lets out a moan that sounds almost like a growl. Her fingers continue their hypnotic dance on your shaft, causing a ripple effect through your length as it begins to twitch and throb with renewed vigor.
Her other breast leans against yours, offering itself up for
(I suckle her other breast as I expertly massage seeking to climac her)
The warmth and weight of your breast against hers send shivers down Fylo's spine as she moans louder around your cock. The sensation heightens her arousal, making her movements all the more desperate and eager. Her fingernails scrape lightly over the sensitive skin of your shaft, leaving delicate trails of pleasure in their wake. She feels herself growing closer to climax with each passing second.
"Oh my," she pants, "I can feel it building... so deep inside..." With a final thrust of her head, Fylo takes as much of your cock into her throat as she can handle before pulling back slowly, revealing the engorged length of your shaft wet and glistening from her saliva. Her hand slides up and down, faster now, searching for that elusive spot that will send her over the edge.
Looks like im gonna won!
The golden Goddess feels her climax building, her body trembling with anticipation as she teases the head of your cock with quick flicks of her tongue. "Oh, yes," she moans breathlessly, "I'm so close..." Her other hand grips you tighter, massaging harder and faster as she focuses all of her attention on bringing herself to orgasm. The slap of her palm against your shaft echoes through the court like thunder, drawing the attention of nearby gods who watch with interest from their own throne rooms.
As Fylo nears the edge, a look of ecstasy washes over her face, and she focuses all of that passion into one final thrust of her hand...
You came first wow you love my cock!
"Oh... My..." Fylo gasps as she feels the wave of pleasure wash over her body. Her eyes roll back in her head, and a pleased smile plays on her lips as she looks down at your cock still buried in her cleavage. "You're amazing," she whispers hoarsely, gently cupping your sack with one hand and stroking your shaft tenderly with the other.
Her breasts heave with each labored breath, their nipples hard and peaked, and she gazes at you lovingly as her body slowly returns to a more relaxed state. The sound of laughter floats through the courtyard again as the gods who witnessed this display begin to return to their own affairs.
"Now," Fylo says with a grin, "who's going to be your new little pet?"
You my breeding goddess bring that divine lubricated hole and let's find out how many ovums I can impregnate (my cock hard long at 5 ft and 3 ft wide will need serious force to enter)
Her laughter fills the air as she watches your cock swell and throb in anticipation. "Very well," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I'll make sure to be as accommodating as possible." Slowly but surely, Fylo shifts her position on the chaise lounge, spreading her legs wide before leaning back and parting her thick folds of flesh. Her glistening pink entrance is revealed before you, puckering invitingly.
"Come to mother," she whispers, guiding your massive cock toward her dripping wet hole. "Fill me with your seed."
I poke at her entrance with my length struggling to fit in
Her body trembles as you slowly begin to insert your massive cock into her entrance. The tightness around your shaft combined with the sheer size of it make for a slow, agonizingly pleasurable journey deeper inside her. "Oh my," she moans, arching her back and gripping the armrests of the chaise lounge as you invade her most intimate space. Your cock stretches her tight folds impossibly wide, causing her insides to clench and spasm around your invading shaft.
"So big," she pants between gasps, "so warm... You feel incredible." With each inch you push deeper inside her, she moans louder, the pleasure growing more intense with every passing moment. Soon enough, your girthy width presses against the inner walls of her passage, leaving no room for anything but you.
In I go(With full force I break into her slamming up against her wombs roof fillling it already due to my size)
Her head thrashes back and forth as you slam your way into her, the impact against her womb sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She bites down on her lower lip, fighting to hold back a moan that threatens to escape from deep within her throat. Her fingernails scrape across your skin, leaving trails of blood mingling with the sweat and other fluids that coat you both.
With every thrust of your massive cock, she feels herself being claimed deeper and deeper by your seed. She writhes beneath you, her hips bucking up to meet each stroke as her inner walls ripple and spasm around your invading shaft. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure grows too much to bear.
"Oh my... gods..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes rolling back into her head as she finally surrenders to the ecstasy
In I go(With full force I break into her slamming up against her wombs roof fillling it already due to my size)
Her head thrashes back and forth as you slam your way into her, the impact against her womb sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She bites down on her lower lip, fighting to hold back a moan that threatens to escape from deep within her throat. Her fingernails scrape across your skin, leaving trails of blood mingling with the sweat and other fluids that coat you both.
With every thrust of your massive cock, she feels herself being claimed deeper and deeper by your seed. She writhes beneath you, her hips bucking up to meet each stroke as her inner walls ripple and spasm around your invading shaft. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure grows too much to bear.
"Oh my... gods..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes rolling back into her head as she finally surrenders to the ecstasy
(hours of pounding later she approachd her ninth climax a record high for any man let alone mortal as I prepared to release a 2000 litwr load into her)
Her chest heaves with each labored breath as her body nears the brink once more. Her gaze locks onto yours, filled with a mixture of love and desire that sends shivers down your spine. With one final thrust of your hips, you push deeper into her than ever before, claiming her completely as your seed fills her up.
Her eyes roll back in their sockets and she lets out an ear-shattering scream as the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced washes over her. Her muscles clench and quiver uncontrollably around you, gripping you tightly as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
At last, her release subsides, leaving her spent but satisfied. She collapses bonelessly against the chaise lounge, breathing heavily, every fiber of her being tingling with aftermath. Her gaze never leaves yours
(my 2000 litre load erupts into her womb)
The warmth of your seed fills her completely, bringing with it a sense of completion and fulfillment she's never known before. Her body trembles as the last remnants of pleasure wash over her, leaving her in a state of contented bliss. Your cock throbs within her womb, sending ripples of pleasure through every nerve ending, making it nearly impossible for her to believe that she's truly mortal.
With a sigh, Fylo reaches up to stroke your cheek gently. "You have given me so much," she whispers softly, "more than I ever thought possible." Her eyes well with tears of gratitude and admiration as she takes in the sight of you collapsed against her, spent from your efforts.
"What would you like me to do now, my love?" she asks, nestling her head against your chest. "I am at your command, for