Disclaimer: All (literally ALL) characters are +18, legal adults, and are entirely fictional. Any resemblances are entirely coincidental, etc.
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Warning: There might be some feels. Also, Dubcon. Also, hardcore, unrealistic fucking.
Note: This story is a continuation of this: https://omnipotent-girls.net/node/394
Brent dreamt of being taken by his little sister, he dreamt of being fucked as savagely as his wife had been, and that when it was finally through, and he'd been broken into her cocksleeve, he'd been dropped onto his knees before her and forced to worship her incomprehensibly enormous pillar of faggot taming girlcock. And unlike the dreamlike sex, which was only the palest echo, even if it did make him splatter a load into his pants yet again, his worship of that godlike cock seemed so real. It was as if he could feel that smooth, succulent flesh beneath his lips, so soft and luxurious that he knew he would become addicted to its touch. It filled him with such sensual warmth, and all of his focus seemed to collapse into the feeling of his lips against her burning hot cockflesh, and the way he could feel her superhuman heartbeat upon his tongue. Her godcock throbbed so powerfully that he swore he could feel his heart syncing its beat to her own, as though he was connected to her, as though he was nothing more than an extension of his glorious and godlike little sister. It was as if his entire life and being were nothing before the sheer erotic might of that furiously pulsing cock, and he was destined to become her cock's slave.
His tongue traced those massive, writhing veins that ringed her redwood of a cock, and he felt them vibrate and hum between his lips as rivers of searing godblood thundered into her girldick. And her taste was so delicious, yet so pungent, with the essence of pussy and her own godlike cum dancing along his tongue. The flavor was so savory and complex that floods of drool poured out of his mouth to wet her skin, and her moaned into his little sisters hot cockflesh as his pitiful mouth worshiped her. It felt like he was taking the sacrament, as if that actually meant something, and it was because of that enormous, endlessly virile trunk of fuck meat that brought such joy and fulfillment into his life.
And then he was startled away as something smacked him on the head, and he groggily came to. He was inside his experimental McClarence, a fusion of a sedan and a hypercar that could reach almost 300mph, and had cost millions upon millions. It was the most extravagant purchase he'd ever made, and it still hadn't even dented his enormous wealth. Yet, as he began to take in more of his surroundings, he came to realize exactly why his dream fellatio had seemed so real, and what massive gorilla had just slapped him upside the head. Jutting between the front seats was the colossal trunk of Soraya's cock, the tremendous crown extending just past his nose, the regal, crimson flair at the base of her head blocking some of the view of the road, and the truly mammoth trunk of her redwood cock entirely blocked his view to the right. And it just hung there, throbbing, it's tremendous, vascular girth throbbing and flexing and leaking streams of thick and pungent precum down onto the gear shift.
Soraya, for her part, was sitting in the middle of the backseat, her long, toned legs splayed wide just so that she could fit inside. And her big, bubble butt was perched at the edge of the seat, both so that her huge, pendulous balls could hang to the floor, and so that she could lean back and avoid the worst of having to accordion into such a puny vehicle. And all of this, of course, meant that her tremendously, fuck off huge godcock was arching up until it hovered right by his head, practically resting on his broad shoulder, and then Brent was punched by the gorilla again. Soraya's immense godcock jerked sideways so suddenly that it crashed into his head with the force of a major league baseball bat. An explosion of color and pain erupted in his skull as his head when careening in the other direction and bounced off of the driver side window so hard he was amazed it hadn't shattered.
"Wakey, wakey, big bro!" Soraya laughed, her tremendous godcock belched a thick rope of steaming precum onto the dashboard. Then she giggled like a schoolgirl and kept giggling as Brent fought to stay conscious again.
He'd been a college wrestler, and a lineman that was scouted for the NFL. He was used to pain, but there was only so much that the physical body could take, and Brent would have rather been tackled, naked, by a professional football player in full kit than get smacked with his little sister's impossibly huge sissy breaker again.
"Stop it!" he sobbed, slamming his hands onto the pre-cum splattered steering wheel. "Stop it, Soraya! You fucking monster! You fucked my wife, and you beat me and humiliated me with your stupidly overgrown penis, and I'm not going to take it anymore!"
That just made Soraya giggle harder, and she flexed the herculean muscles in her groin to make her cock buck right up beside his face and Brent flinched back in unthinking terror. Which, of course, only made her laugh harder.
"LOL! Look at little baby Brent, afraid of his lil sis' pee pee," She mocked him as he sobbed in impotent rage.
"Awww, c'mon Brent, why don't you two kiss and make up? You were slobbering on it so nicely just a moment before," she taunted him, still giggling as the inhuman muscles in her grown tensed just so, so that her cock pressed closer and closer to him, until it was pressing right up against his head and he could feel her titanic heartbeat pounding against his skull. It was deafening, listening to that ocean of blood pounding through the cavernous capillaries and veins that fueled her ungodly fuckrod, and it drowned out all thought but his rage, and terror, and the perverse lust, and the touch of her cock was so hot against his skin that his tears practically turned into steam as they rolled down his cheeks and onto Soraya's throbbing flesh cannon.
His little sister's thundering lust drowned out all conscious thought from his mind, and as his lizard brain took over, he turned on Soraya and attacked her with a feral scream and all of the mindless fury of a man driven to the brink of madness. He bit, and he clawed, and her squeezed and wrestled with the part of her that was closest to him, which only made Soraya moan as he battled with her cock, her tremendous trunk of breeding flesh flexing and bucking and tossing him around like a ragdoll as his vicious attack only pleasured her more.
"Oooohhh--fffffuuuuhhhck," she groaned, eyes rolling as her oldest brother tried to wrangle her love truncheon like some bushman fighting a prehistoric monster in the Outback. But while Brent could have wrestled a croc with the proper training, he had no hope against his little sister's cock, and the more he attacked it, the bigger it throbbed, the hotter it grew, and the more sprays of thick, intoxicating pre-seed doused him until, at last, he bit down on the head of her cock, only to feel her mammoth crown swell even larger, expanding with such inexorable force that Brent felt his teeth loosen and shift as he bit down on her, and then his hearing was eclipsed with the roar of high pressure fluid that exploded out of her cock with such force that it shattered the windshield and sent it flying over of the hood of the car in a rush of molten cum.
Brent fell back, cowering as Soraya's godcock flexed and pumped, her gigantic shaft bulging rhythmically as she pumped impossibly virile loads of steaming baby batter all of his garage. He could hear that viscous spunk rushing through her cock, he could hear the sound of her godlike balls clenching and churning and firing such incredibly potent gushes of cum that just the stray streams that escaped her belching cumslit were enough to completely soak the inside of the car. Thick rivers of molten sister spunk flowed down the dashboard and the consoles, and spattered back onto the seats, staining the expensive upholstery with the scent of an unearthly fuckbeast. And Brent wasn't spared, but was covered in splashes and gushes of Soraya's stray streamers of boiling baby batter, soaking his clothes, and impregnating his hair and his skin with her indomitable alpha scent.
Being this close to his little sister's erupting cock was without a doubt the most erotic and perverse moment of his life, even more than when he'd watched Soraya fuck his wife like a sex puppet. Because this time, the sound, and the scent, and the sight of that monstrous breeding meat rhythmically pulsing and blasting out such gargantuan ropes of cum from up close, it was enough to send Brent spurting into his pants again, his hips bucking against his will in a pale imitation of his little sister's fire hose of an orgasm. And Soraya's sultry moans and breathy screams only made it that much more erotic. She had the most beautiful voice he'd ever heard, and she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, and even though she was turning him into a sissy faggot that was in love with her cock, he felt a tremendous pride in knowing that he'd made her cum. That he'd brought ecstasy to such a godlike being, even if in the same moment, he railed against her in his mind, and cursed her for so effortlessly crushing his sense of manhood with just the existence of her huge fucking cock.
Heavy ropes of her cums sailed out into the garage, splattering down atop priceless vehicles, denting hoods and door panels, cracking windows, and even collapsing roofs as the impact from her cumshots made viscous lakes that eventually crushed the metal beneath their weight. Beautiful paintjobs were hidden beneath pearlescent sprays of her spunk, the shining white cum glimmering brilliantly in the light. Creamy cascades oozed over world renowned bodywork and flooded the floor of the garage.
When it was finally over, after minutes of blasting spunk over everything in sight, Soraya finally let out a breathless laugh.
"Sorry about your cars, bro. I'm like, really fucking high right now," the 21 year old goddess admitted, reaching down into her mammoth cleavage and retrieving a giantess sized vape pen. She took a huge hit, her lungs flooding with THC, and then exhaled it out in a cloud that completely enveloped Brent, as well.
"It takes about 1000% more THC to get me high," she needlessly explained as she took another hit. "So I bought a weed farm. Acre after acre, and all the hydroponics you could dream of, and it's all just for me. And sometimes I still run out."
Considering all her government contracts and patents, dropping hundreds of million on her own supply of weed was hardly an inconvenience for her.
She broke down into a fit of giggles again, and merrily giggled away for about two minutes before she began to climb out of the car. She was entirely naked, except for a pair of cum-splattered, limited release sneakers, and a bra that turned her cleavage into a vast valley of feminine curves, so vast that she could swallow someone's head in her decolletage, nevermind just the vape pen that she casually tucked away again. Then, Soraya stretched her arms above her head, her fingertips brushing the ceiling of the garage, just that little movement sending her mammoth cock bouncing proudly erect in the air while her heavy balls swayed and rubbed against her muscular thighs.
"Mmmm, thanks, Bro. I really needed that. You're such a good big bro, taking care of your little sister," Soraya smirked before she blew him a kiss and then went skipping off to find a car that she hadn't destroyed with her cum.
Brent, for his part, shamefully came again as he watched her huge bubble butt cheeks bounce, along with the way the beautifully toned muscles in her legs tensed, and the way her silky mane of hair danced against the cut muscles of her back as the 21 year old goddess pranced so effortlessly through the world. It was as if, just by being around such an amazonian sex goddess, his body was adapting so that he could survive having his primitive libido on such a hair trigger around her, and it only made him feel like the biggest, filthiest pervert in the entire world.
His head was still spinning from her casually dominating cockslap, not to mention the pheromonal flood that was misting into his lungs from the rivers and snowdrifts of her cum, but eventually, Brent managed to pull himself out of the ruined car, and looked down at his ruined clothes. His dick was still painfully hard, lewdly tenting his cum saturated pants, and and he began to sob as he realized how truly pitiful he was next to his goddess of a little sister. There he was, a former collegiate athlete, over six feet tall, the billionaire CEO hope for the future, and yet he was nothing but a toy for a bored, over-sexed 21 year old girl with the biggest cock humanity had ever seen, and he cried, and cried, for minutes, at least, until he heard Soraya's voice again.
"Like, Ok Boomer, we get it, sex is emotional," Soraya snickered, and he turned and blinked away his tears to find that Soraya had effortlessly pushed his antique, convertible limo out in front of his ruined McClarence.
"Now get in," she demanded, tossing him the keys. She climbed into the back, her elegant legs easily stepping over the doors so that she could sink down onto the bench seating, making sure to wiggle her huge, bare ass down onto the one of a kind leather upholstery. And although the antique wasn't a stretch limo, it was far, far bigger than the hypercar-sedan hybrid, which meant Soraya could comfortably stretch out diagonally and entirely taking up enough room to seat six just with her massive, mostly naked body.
"Hurry up, loser, we have a plane to catch," she added, reaching into her cleavage again to produce his phone, the one he'd used to call his pilot with just earlier that day.
Aside from the fear and frustration he felt from such an invasion of privacy, Brent couldn't help but wonder: just how much was Soraya carrying in-between those massive tits of hers?
What would it feel like to have his face buried in-between such massive, perky titties?
As her oldest brother unconsciously stared and perved on her, Soraya jsut ignored him, producing her vape pen again, and proceeded to play on his phone as she happily sucked away a THC cartridge and left him to act as her cum-stained chauffeur. Relieved to be free of her attention for once, Brent decided to just do as he was told. Even though his body was unbruised, and his bones remained unbroken, he still remembered the terrible, casual violence Soraya could inflict on him with just her merest whim. He could no more defeat her rampaging cock than he could a methed out grizzly bear, and so he was let the sleeping bear lie, and did as its mistress ordered.
They drove in silence for almost the entire half of an hour, with only Soraya's occasional coos and sighs and moans reaching his ears as she casually jacked off her indomitable godcock and splattered cum all over the road, and the buildings, and the other traffic, and the pedestrians, and yet no one dared to confront them. Soraya even turned her blasting breeding rod onto a cop car and hosed it down with endless streams of molten girlspunk until it ran off the road, its windows covered in so many thick, rolling layers of potent jizz that it was impossible to see.
Brent almost didn't believe it had happened. He was trying so incredibly hard to ignore his little sister crying out in orgasmic pleasure in the back steat(s) of his car, so by the time his stubborn mind finally put together all of the pieces, the police car was already going off the road into a stack of water barrels, and Soraya was still moaning, and he didn't dare look back to check because he could perfectly imagine what he'd see: the most beautiful woman in the world lounging back in only a bra, her mile long legs rubbing against one another as the taut muscles of her cut stomach rippled as she panted in abject bliss, and if Brent saw that, then his furious hard-on would gush again and then they would be the ones crashing.
Although the mental image wouldn't leave his mind, and Brent began to sweat and squirm, fighting desperately against his fate, when Soraya nudged his seat with her foot, which felt to Brent like a stiff kick in the back.
"I'm not a monster, Brent," she said in that almost dreamy daze that came when someone was super high on weed. "Why do you treat me like I am?"
Brent was so startled by her words that he did risk looking back, and when he did, he met her eyes for the first time since he'd awoken from his girlcock induced coma. Those glorious amber eyes pierced his gaze like fishhooks and held him in place. Those amber eyes were so elegant and expressive, and even through he could see that Soraya was definitely high, he could also see a poignant sadness. That moment, as their eyes met, made Brent feel so sorrowful, yet also like he wanted to cum right onto his little sister's beautiful face, which was a cocktail of feelings that he really could not process, and that was also the only thing that allowed him to rip his gaze free of hers and turn his eyes back to the road.
"You have more than thirty PhDs, Soraya. You know exactly what you do," Brent replied, emboldened by the monumental feat of having torn his gaze free.
"And why do you think I got them, Brent?" Soraya asked, sounding dopey, but hurt. "Is it because I'm some megalomaniac that needed to prove her intellectual superiority to the entire world? Is that what you think? Because I'm a monster?"
There was genuine, vulnerable hurt in her voice as she said this, her high no doubt having leered away from euphoria towards her fears and anxieties.
"Maybe I got 37 PhDs because I needed to surround myself with all of the smartest people in the world just I could have the hope of an actual conversation, let alone genuine human connection. Maybe it's because I was smarter than our parents by the time I could walk and wanted to find an actual role model? I mean, do you know what it's like to be raised by two utter fucking morons? Two overly emotional, ineffectual, panicky little mammals? And I've never had any friends," Soraya explained, so tearfully that Brent could actually feel a hurt in his chest.
"How can you be friends with someone that can't even understand you? It would be just like keeping a pet. It's like I'm surrounded by nothing but stupid fucking pets, and for some reason I thought that going to all of the smartest pet schools would mean that I'd finally be able to have a relationship with someone. That I'd this magical being, or this magically community that was actually smart enough to comprehend me. What a fucking joke! I'm amazed you retarded monkeys can even communicate with each other, let alone convey anything with complexity. I've literally invented five different ways to communicate better than any of your languages! I mean, literally at this moment, your stupid fucking English words completely fail to accurately express just how fucking stupid you all are compared to me!"
Soraya's voice was so loud that he wondered if the fact that they were in a convertible was the only reason he didn't go deaf. Her voice literally boomed around them, echoing off of all the pavement and buildings and rattling every window in a three block radius.
Even for a woman over seven feet tall, she shouldn't have been so dominatingly loud. And as Brent shivered in primal terror, Soraya took a moment to calm down, though whether this was because she realized the effect she was having on him, or whether she was just taking a moment to try to stop herself from sobbing, Brent didn't know.
"Even if I only use English, still none of you ever really understand," Soraya sniveled, the pain in her voice so real that Brent could feel tears sliding down his cheeks. "I wrote poems and novels, but everyone said my work was so dense and complex they made Shakespeare and Joyce seem like light reading. It took one of the best literary scholars in the world two months just to finish one of my plays, and he still misunderstood 27% of it, and that was just for a surface level understanding!"
"It's like I'm trapped in Idiocracy because it takes sooooooo loooooong for your stupid monkey brains to make connections, or even to remember anything, and that's not even talking about how humans seem completely unable to grasp basic fucking concepts, like, maybe the actual rules of gravity, or golly, I don't know, how to understand your own stupid fucking DNA? Did you know that I don't even have DNA? They don't even know what the fuck I have, all they apparently know is that I'm related to a stupid monkey idiot like you."
And with that, she nudged Brent's seat with her foot again, which sent him jerking forward so hard that the safety catch on his seatbelt pulled tight, tight enough that it should have left a bruise across his chest. But Soraya didn't even notice, she just continued to rant.
"Even the smartest humans in the world are still sooooooooo fucking dumb that I might as well have been trying to teach astrophysics and bio-molecular engineering to zoo animals! I mean, even on the best days, it was like that time you tried to teach Elzbeth how to win at fantasy football. Do you remember how much effort it took just to establish the foundational concepts, let alone build applied knowledge? It's like that, but for literally everything. Literally every single motherfucking interaction I've ever had! I literally tried to kill myself a few times, but it never worked, and eventually I got to the point where I just couldn't take it anymore, and I just gave up on ever being able to talk to you stupid fuckheads, so I decided that I might as well just pretend to be another moron like the rest of you. Maybe then I wouldn't feel so motherfucking alone!"
Brent had never heard so much raw pain and anguish before, although maybe part of why it hurt was because he realized that he'd never known Soraya felt so horribly isolated, no matter what she tried to do. And he'd never known, because he'd never tried to actually talk to his sister before. Honestly, he'd always tried to avoid her. Maybe that wouldn't have made a difference, considering how clearly imbecilic Soraya found him, and all of humanity, but it hurt to know his little sister had suffered so much, and he'd never even cared.
"But it didn't work," Soraya continued on, choking back on her tears, "because those stupid sorority sluts were jealous that I made them look like a bunch of British extras next to a supermodel, so they tried to haze me. I'd never even had a sexual thought up until that point, I thought sex was just another useless monkey obsession, but that night changed everything. That was only a few months after I'd turned 19."
The driving had become automatic, at this point. Brent wasn't even conscious of the road anymore, and had no memory of safely guiding them through the midnight streets. Instead, it was like a movie had begun to play in Brent's mind, narrated as Soraya spoke, and somehow, he felt like what he was imagining was somehow all true, as if he was able to watch one of Soraya's memories.
"At first, they started stripping me out of my clothing," Soraya began, and the memory-scene blossomed into Brent's mind.
They were inside the Alpha Omega sorority house, and Soraya, dressed in rather plain, sensible clothing (which she still managed to make look lewd), was surrounded by horny college girls in the absolute sluttiest attire imaginable. This -- dream? memory? -- of Soraya briefly looked at Brent and mouthed the words: I DIDN'T USED TO BE ABLE TO DO THIS, BY THE WAY, and then she winked, and the scene returned to normal. The sorority sluts started circling the 19 year old Soraya, chanting and mocking her, ridiculing her for being a giraffe, and an awkward nerd with a dry pussy, and they were all lead by the Sorority president, Sonia, who was an athletic ginger slut with the body of a pornstar and the morals of a mean girl beauty queen. She was the first one to take a pair of scissors and start cutting away scraps of clothing from Soraya's inhumanly beautiful body.
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Sonia had saucily bounced up to Soraya, blithely invading her personal space as she danced around her, finally stopping with her face just centimeters away from Soraya's clothed, round titties, and then the ginger slut leaned dramatically backward, giving Soraya the perfect chance to stare down past her own tremendous pair and look directly down at Sonia's tits. The predatory college slut was wearing a top was so sheer that Soraya could see the other woman's nipples were almost painfully hard, and they were lewdly pierced, and that was when Soraya's eyes went incredibly wide. Sonia knew that the towering new pledge was staring at her, transfixed by her pierced, fat titties, and Sonia jeered and laughed as she cut off a piece of Soraya's shirt, baring the beautifully toned lanscape of Soraya's cut abdomen, and then all of those sorority sluts descended on Soraya like a pack of jackals.
Fabric went flying, and Brent could see that many were vicious as they wielded those twin blades, and that their jealousy fueled savaging would have left an ordinary woman covered in bleeding cuts, and yet Soraya was completely unharmed. The blades moved harmlessly over her skin, that sublimely smooth, bronze flesh impervious to simple steel, and it only seemed to turn towering teen amazon on, if anything, from the way her chest heaved, and sultry gasps and whines escaped from her throat as more and more of her glorious body was bared.
And though Brent was tremendously (yet reluctantly) turned on by seeing his godlike little sister being put in such a compromising position for once, he also couldn't help but notice that her cock stayed strangely limp. It was impossible not to notice, really, as by the time those vicious college girls were done with her, his teen little sister was only clad in the barest of strings and scraps of fabric. And that meant that not only were her massive cock and balls exposed, but so too was the rest of her divinely beautiful figure.
None could deny that, next to the amazonian teen beauty, the sorority sisters just looked like short, unathletic young women who probably dead starfished in bed. Even Sonia, who was so hot she'd made men cum in their pants in public, still wasn't even in the same league as Soraya. In fact, Soraya was so hot that many of the sorority girls were blushing as they stared at her tits or her phat bubble butt, no matter how straight they thought they were. And to make matters worse, Soraya also had the biggest and most perfect cock in the world, and even after all their treatment of her, she was still perfectly limp. It was the most soul crushing insult that any slut could possibly endure.
Enraged Sonia, stripped out of her pants and panties, her movements fiery and filled with anger as she ripped them off and then she threw them right in Soraya's face. The teen giantess let out a yelp, so stunned had she been by seeing Sonia baring herself that even her reflexes were too slow, and as the fabric slid over her face she moaned as the scent of Sonia's pussy flooded her nose. The teen goddess clutched the fabric to her face and sniffed it like a giant pervert, feasting on the scent as the army of college girls jeered and several more threw their wet panties at her. Emboldened by the sudden surge of taunts and catcalls from the crowd, Sonia loudly declared that if Soraya wanted to join the Alpha Omega Sorority, then she'd just have to pleasure all of their pussies.
Hearing those words, Soraya lowered the sorority president's panties from her face, blushing furiously, and looking oh so vulnerable, and that was when Sonia thrust her hips out and, with two fingers, spread open her pussy lips so that Soraya could see her wet cunny in all of its lewd majesty, and that was when it looked like Soraya saw God. Or maybe Goddess was more appropriate, as she was staring at a hot slut's dripping pussy, but the look of sheer Awe on her face was beautiful to behold. It didn't last long, however, as suddenly Soraya's eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she fainted.
The Sorority's cheer was almost deafening as all of those jealous sluts howled in triumph as they saw their unearthly enemy brought low. Somehow, against all odd, they'd felled that female goliath, and it filled them with a sense of power like they'd never known. But as the goddess fell, a titan had also began to rise. Awoken by the sight of a plump, wet pussy, Soraya's lust surged into being, her towering girlcock throbbing bigger and bigger, rising higher and higher until it, too, towered up into the air, and then it got very quiet as every single slut gaped at that avatar of sheer masculinity. Even the lesbians stared, yet no matter how hard the college sluts stared, they failed to comprehend just how fucking massive the teen's godcock truly was. Brent could see nipples hardening to thrust out through their tops, and hands darted down into panties as fierce, wet heat ignited between their legs, and more than a few even fainted, overwhelmed by the reality bending sight of that Godcock.
Brent came, and felt wet heat gathering in his own pants as he marveled at the sheer power of his little sister's slut taming breeding meat.
It was only after every single slut in the sorority had fallen completely in-lust with her cock, panting and dripping with arousal, that Soraya sat up with the widest smile upon her face, a look of honest, surprised joy so pure that Brent could feel an echo of it in his chest. And then Soraya rose as a newly born goddess with her titanic cock throbbing with the fury of the bitch breaking gods. There was no mortal woman that could wield something so mind-bendingly powerful. No earthly being could be endowed with so much unstoppable might
Truly his little sister was more than human.
She was Divine.
She was a Goddess.
And if Soraya was a Goddess, then Sonia was to be her first sacrifice.
It was both the most erotic and the most painful thing he'd ever witnessed.
For Soraya had only gotten onto her feet so that she could look down upon her prey, towering over them all like the sexual goddess she was. There was an entire shift to her demeanor, completely at odds with the almost shy and reserved, but incredibly sexy scientist vibe she'd had before. Now, there was nothing shy, or reserved, about her. Her amazonian body radiated physical power and confidence, and her massive throbbing godcock promised sexual annihilation to all who beheld it, and the sorority sluts cowered in abject arousal and abasement. Soraya smirked as she looked down on them, feasting on their pitiful hubris, when Sonia's trembling legs gave out and she fell to the ground.
"Oh, fuck me!" Sonia barked, her voice filled with arousal and the dawning realization of just how fucked she was about to become, and that was apparently enough to break the spell of awe and lust that had settled over the Sorority House.
An instant after Sonia spoke, Soraya was swimming down onto the ground and crawled forward with such an alien fluidity that it almost couldn't be believed, and for some, it was like they blinked and suddenly Soraya was pinning Sonia to the ground. The teen goddess' huge tits dominated the ginger sluts pierced breasts, and her titanic cock throbbing tremendously as it was trapped and ground between their bellies. The giant, amazonian teen smiled in devilish glee and then bent down to ravish Sonia's mouth with her lips and tongue. The kiss was more dominant and passionate than Brent could have ever imagined and it made Sonia swoon, her pussy gushing with slick lust as her body prepared itself for what was next. The kiss went on and on, furious heat racing through Sonia as she furiously blushed, every single nerve ending in her body seeming to buzz, ready to blaze alight at the slightest touch, and she whined wantonly into the teen goddess' plush lips and around her indomitable tongue.
More sorority sisters moaned and came as they witnessed a kiss that would forever haunt their messiest dreams, and which they'd hunger for all their lives.
Finally, after what had to have been minutes, Soraya finally tore her lips free.
"I have to do this," Soraya gasped, her own chest heaving in arousal, her nipples sticking out like twin thumbs, erect, and trembling, and just begging to be sucked.
"Yes. Yes! I have to do this!" she yelled again, her booming voice filled with exaltation, but also fear, as though Soraya felt she truly had no choice. As though this was her destiny, as beautiful and terrible as it would be.
And then, Soraya's powerful, athletic body flowed with such animalistically sensuality, so primal, and powerful, that it transcended technique as she positioned herself to thrust into Sonia. And, granted, Sonia was basically still spreading her pussy wide, with her legs instinctually spread, but the speed at which Soraya hilted inside of her was so inhumanly quick that Brent knew it would have been impossible for a human, let alone a human with such a large fuckrod. For, in just that one fluid, primal movement of her incredibly toned body she buried herself to the hilt in Sonia's tight pussy and bulged the college slut's belly around the sheer length and girth of her thunder godcock.
Immediately, Sonia's body began to tremble and shake, wracked with a surge of sensation so powerful and sudden it shocked the breath out of her, and for her part, Soraya groaned so loudly, and fiercely, and sensually that dozens more of the sorority girls came just from the sound, their bodies shaking as they squirted, many of them for the first time in their lives. Just being in the same room as the horny teen goddess was already like the fucking of their lives, and she hadn't even touched them.
Meanwhile, for Sonia, the overwhelming sensation of that godcock stuffing her pussy and her womb full was almost beyond comprehension. The searing heat was incredible, and though there was no pain, there was this delicious almost-burning as her inner muscles thrilled at the huge stretch and that was on top of the fact that the girth of Soraya's fat cock was absolutely crushing all of pleasure rich bundles of nerves that Sonia had, as well as more than a human woman had ever felt before.
In fact, Soraya medically proved that sex with her instantly and miraculously altered the human body. Anyone and everyone she fucked was forever changed by her supreme godcock, growing larger male or female prostates, and thousands upon thousands of new nerve endings. The easiest analogy would be to say that everyone she fucked developed dozens of new pleasure buttons, and all more dense than before.
So it was literal inhuman pleasure that Soraya's godcock fucked into Sonia's pitiful human mind. The sheer electrical storm erupting in her brain should have made Sonia seize and pass out, and yet her mind was miraculously more durable, and so Sonia was forced to endure the swelling tide of orgasmic rapture that was sending her body into violent throes of pleasure.
And Soraya didn't give the writhing slut any time to adjust to this godlike fucking. After only a few moments of savoring that tight cunt wrapped around her pulsing length, those same few moments that it took for her to groan, and Soraya began to pump and roll her hips, in long, smooth strokes, in and out of Sonia's cunt.
The powerful, pulsing veins that wreathed her cock drew out sprays of feminine squirt and splashes of pussy juice and precum, that soon frothed around the seal Sonia's tight cunt. And every time Soraya's huge shaft plunged into Sonia, it crushed thousands and thousands of sexual nerve endings with its girth, let alone the force of the thrust, and those fat veins rubbed against thousands and thousands of other nerve endings, and her huge, fat cockhead slammed against yet more clusters of sexual ecstasy as it stretched her womb out around it. Even though it shouldn't have been possible, Soraya turned wombs into just another sexual organ to pleasure her cock.
And then, when Soraya drew that godcock out, it's titanic, vascular length rubbed and pulled at all of those nerve endings again, and the tight seat of Sonia's cunt around her godcock created an intense vacuum pressure that felt beyond incredible as Soraya withdrew. It was beyond a feedback loop of surging sensations and electrified, rampaging pleasure as Soraya fucked into Sonia. And Soraya fucked with such power that even that casual, leisurely rut picked Sonia's hips up off the ground, Soraya's tremendous length forcing Sonia to buck and roll her hips as Soraya's godcock danced in and out of her, only the barest support of the goddess' thighs helping suspend Sonia's hips in the air.
Which meant that the ginger slut's big PAWG ass was at the perfect height for Soraya's heavy balls to slap off of, her breeding orbs loudly clapping against Sonia's cheeks and spanking them red. And since that immense bitch breaker was so primally and so dexterously fucked into her and was setting all of her nerves alight, every heavy slap of those fat nuts on her cheeks sent sparking lightning bolts of pleasure and pain that only made the beautiful fucking that much more devastating.
For minutes, Sonia just gasped and groaned, and shook beneath Soraya, her body seizing and shaking, and bucking back against her, and all the while Sonia's eyes rolled, her fingers clawed, and her toes spread and quivered as her feet bounced off of Soraya's round, flexing ass cheeks. Soraya's own face was a mask of ecstatic bliss, and she laughed and gasped and groaned so sweetly as she lost her virginity by effortlessly dominating the sorority president with her massive cock. And watching the incredible body of an amazonian teen goddess moving in such a primal sexual dance, her muscles rippling and tensing, her round titties swaying, her hard nipples tracing patterns in the air, and all while her massive ass flexes and bounces as her wide breeding hips roll and sway, and it went on, and on, and on.
By the time Sonia finally caught her breath, she was sweating like she'd just run a marathon, and her beautiful blue irises were barely visible her pupils were so blown out with pleasure, and her gorgeous mouth gaped why as she began to scream in insane pleasure, though whether it was in praise, or in prayer for mercy, Brent couldn't tell.
"FFFUUUUUUUHHKK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! YOU'RE BREAKING MY PUUUUSSSEEEYYYY!!! PUH-LEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAASSS-UH! PUH-LEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEASE!"
Soraya only laughed in glee, and began to fuck Sonia even faster, her wide hips and massive ass thrusting with such fluid grace and passion that Sonia began to squirt even harder. Even an enlarged female prostate couldn't account for the amount of steaming hot love honey Sonia began to spray over Soraya's groin, splashes and sprays soaking their stomachs and crotches and thighs as they fucked. This meant that a loud symphony of slick, meaty squelching joined the deafening clap of their hips and the slap of Soraya's balls off of Sonia's ass.
"OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUHHHHHH!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~EEEEEE!!! YOOOUUUU!!! SOOOOOO FUCKING BIIIIIIIIG!!! IN ME!!! SO FUCKING BIIIIIIIIGGG -- NNNGGGHH!!!
This was the first pussy that Soraya had ever fucked, and yet she fucked with such an instinctual, primordial mastery that it didn't matter. It had only been several minutes and already Sonia was lathered in sweat, her hair dripping with it, drool flying from her lips as she screamed, and hot gushes of girlnut squirted out of her pussy in time with the teen goddess' thrusts.
"I CAN'T!!! STAAHHPPP!!! CUMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!! MY BRAIN!!! IT'S MELTING!!! PLEEEEEEEEAAAAASSSE!!!"
Meanwhile, Soraya was crying tears of ecstatic pleasure, and her gorgeous face had its own fuck drunk look as she felt the pleasure of fucking a wet pussy for the first time. The joy she felt was stronger than a depressive trying heroin for the first time, and, Brent realized, was probably no less destructive. Going from the devastation of isolation to enjoy the grasping, wet heat and the bliss soaked cries of one of the most fuckable sluts on the planet was simply too jarring, even for a Goddess, and suddenly Soraya's behavior began to make some sense.
Soraya was as much a slave to her cock as all of her fucktoys were.
And she proved this as she gleefully fucked Sonia into a juddering, unconscious mess after thirty minutes of intense, pussy gushing, belly bulging, ass slapping sex. And then Soraya didn't stop, her godlike hips tossing Sonia's body around like a ragdoll, her eyelids fluttering as her eyes rolled, her tongue lolling out of her mouth an true expression of having had her brain fucked out. And then the busty ginger slut stopped moving, her body falling totally limp, and Soraya didn't even notice, using Sonia's body as nothing but a disposable sextoy for almost twenty minutes before she noticed.
"Wake up, slut!" Soraya demanded, fear disguised as anger filling her voice as she roughly slammed herself balls deep into Sonia once again, and suddenly the redhead was jerking back to life, resurrected by Soraya's divine fucking, although the inexperienced goddess had enough wisdom to change sextoys and let Sonia rest. Soraya literally just stood up, grabbed another sorority slut beneath the arms, and lifted a few feet off the ground so that Soraya could use her like another sex doll to satiate her rampaging cock.
Sonia was left panting on the ground, looking like she'd been fucked stupid, as Soraya began to fuck every single slut in the Alpha Omega Sorority House. After Sonia, Soraya fucked her sluts much harder, and much more quickly, usually leaved them a passed out, orgasming mess after a handful of minutes and then moving on to the next slut.
It took Soraya 12 hours to fuck her way through more than a hundred college sluts, and afterwards, every single one wanted to serve as a member of her personal harem. That was how it had happened. She hadn't intended to, but after stuffing their sopping pussies or their fat asses full of titanic, throbbing godcock, she'd converted them into her personal-use sluts, and yet they still couldn't satisfy her raging lust.
At this point, the memory-scene faded from his mind, and Brent blinked, startled to find that they were parked beside his private jet, and somehow, Soraya had been joined in the backseat by eight different young women, all dressed like they'd been going to a club. Dressed as though Brent and Soraya had stopped outside a club and Soraya had collected all of the hottest women there, and then they'd slowly driven on to the airport while his little sister's massive cock was worshipped by eight sluts just desperate to get fucked.
"Thanks for letting me share, Bro," Soraya said, leaning forward so that she could plant a hot kiss on his cheek. "I know you're just a stupid monkey, but I feel like you understand as much as your stupid monkey brain allows, and that makes me feel a little better. Oh, and I hope you don't mind if we have some company travel with us. I don't wanna get bored when we're a mile high. And I already told the pilots to expect a lot of turbulence.
The goddess giggled, and then started unloading the gaggle of lust drunk sluts, her strength effortlessly lifting them out and setting them on the ground, as though foreshadowing just how easily she'd throw them around when the fucking began.