God of Whores Ch. 07

Pericles saw a twinkle form in every eyes as they hung on to the words of the Goddess; whatever fear he'd put into them with his display of facefucking seemed to have vanished completely as a new handful of them detached to draw close and surround him anew, giving the group he'd just finished with needed rest time. He made the smallest nervous swallow, he was generally confident, but their devotion to their goddess worried him just slightly.

The girls who had closed in on him circled him for a moment, forcing him to play a guessing game about what might come next, but it was the red-head who'd worshipped his muscles before that came forward first, caressing one of those gorgeous biceps as she looked him directly in the eyes with her own green ones, "Take me, Pericles. Take me how you would have me!" She purred.

You didn't need to ask Pericles twice to have sex! He swept her up and put her directly on his cock while he still stood, loving the look of shock and satisfaction that dominated her face as she felt the sheer vastness of him enter her. He bounced her idly with his big arms, testing her for new depths at every bounce, feeling her out to around seventeen inches of ankle-thick cock before he settled into a steady rhythm. She swooned a bit in his arms as he hit her first orgasm cluster, the sputter-spat of juices audible in the room as she drenched the both of them in her cunt sauce.

The other girls did their best to help, one elite sucking at her bouncing F-cups from the side as another slipped between his legs for more ball-worship. Pericles was too tall for any of them to reach his face, but two matriarchs gamely got on hands and knees so that black-haired busty beauty could swallow his head with her massive G cups. The best endowed of the elites and only a hair smaller than Kassandra she was the best equipped for the task of blinding Pericles with boobmeat.

Pericles was game for it though, only sucking and slobbering as he continued cramming the red head full of demi-god cock, punishing her pussy yet rewarding her for having it. The group took on a few different positions as he hammered away, but at the end of the hour he found himself now on his elbows and knees, just hammering away as he neared orgasm, a tongue in his ass and a pair of oiled tits mauling his balls. Those finally tightened and he pulled out from the barely-conscious red-head, milking himself carelessly all over her, gout after gout of white thickness splattering over her face, tits, stomach, hips, thighs and even her feet for good measure. She could only buck like she was seizing, matching him squirt for squirt from her own insanely cumming cunt. Pericles howled triumphantly and whirled to size up one the Matriarchs who'd been so carefully polishing his balls all night.

Things with her started somewhat more upright, she bent sideways to offer up her cunt as he held her legs into a full splitting position, her heavy E cups swinging around crazily as they dangled sideways. When he first entered her with his dick her mouth hung open in shock. Pericles took great satisfaction in knowing that he'd already fucked her in his training days, but not when he'd been full-sized yet, so she was definitely shocked at the new girth and length of him. He found he could only get about fifteen inches inside of her, but he gave her all fifteen, over and over, taking her a little more quickly than he had the more experienced elite.

He wasn't playing fair of course, but there was method to his madness, for he wanted to show off for his mother-goddess and sister-High-Priestess. Masterfully he fucked her into full-on squirting orgasm, great fantails of her juice spraying out as she howled in pleasure. Carefully, he began to turn her, like a swiveling turret of spraying girl-cream, deliberately aiming two or three of her squirts at each of the girls in range, loving the look on their startled faces as they were slapped in the face, tits or tummy with an unexpected load of sizzling slit-sauce.

After he'd given everyone a good glazing in this manner he turned his attention back to just wrecking this matriarch's pussy, tuning her around into a submissive doggy-position. With his size and her inability to take barely more than half of him he didn't need to get on his knees, he just squatted slightly and fed her offered-up pussy rail after rail of girthy meat. The poor thing! She sobbed, she cried out, her cunt still overflowed like a fountain as her teeth tore into pillows and her hands ripped through sheet and mattress alike, tossing fistfuls of mattress stuffing high in the air with a sort of aimless, desperate abandon. It was clear that she'd totally lost her mind to pleasure and as he angled her ass up to pound away at that cunt from new angles, getting new kinds of orgasms and new heights of ecstasy from her.

Finally her howls became mews, those mews became purrs, and even those eventually wore down to a ragged, whimpering whispers about how incredible Pericles' cock felt inside her. A titter of giggles rippled through the room when she split the room with a loud, satisfied snore. Chuckling, Pericles pulled out of her, turning his back to the passed-out form as two more girl dragged her away. "Aw, she didn't make you cum!" the Raven-haired woman cooed sympathetically as she bent just slightly to wrap her tits around his glistening fuck-stick. "Come on big boy, just let it out..."

In truth, Pericles wasn't sure whether he could have resisted or not, he'd been building this load for another solid hour or so since the last and he gave it both balls, abruptly spurting right into her chin with just a few pumps between her big ones. The rope of cum that exploded out what so voluminous it splattered around the sides of her head and wrapped around the top like a bonnet, raining down on the pair of them in torrential proportions.

Undeterred she kept pumping away on him, taking some shots between her breasts while they swallows his huge cockhead, at others getting another wad to the face neck or chin, milking him with her milky globes for all she was worth. By the time she was done she was wearing a toga made entirely of sperm, her big nipples barely peeking through above the sludgy white mess. Pericles grunted with satisfaction,

"Thank you," he growled wrapping an arm around her waist, hauling over his shoulder to carry her across the mattresses. As he walked she giggled as she bounced away over his shoulder, those dangling tits dripping a trail of spunk behind them as he reached the hanging tapestries at the far side of the room.

"What are you doing, you lunatic?" She asked with delight as he began to shimmy up the hanging cloth.

"You deserve something special for that," He responded, suddenly tying her midsection up with the cloth so that she held fast. He wrapped several lengths of cloth around his arm too and then positioned his cock at her entrance as he shifted his body weight and swayed them close to one wall. He grinned to see Aphrodite and Kassandra with mouths agape as he set up the elaborate sex-trapeze high above, their eyes going wide as he braced his feet against the stone and PUSHED off, both launching the two of them across the room as his cock entered her at the exact same instant.

"Wheee—OOHHH!" she cried as he parted her tight cunt and sawed inside, the simultaneous sensation of flying and getting truly deep-dicked driving her absolutely wild with delight. She was cumming in a trice and the other girls frolicked as they swung around, utterly spraying the room below with her juices. Once she'd gotten to the end of the squirting climax Pericles changed things up again, re-launching from the wall he used one brawny arm to angle himself upside down and the other to do the same with her. On the ground it would have been a simple-standing fuck, but swinging wildly around upside-down it was something else altogether.

He humongous boobs dangled and swayed as her hair began to get shellacked and dripping with her own fuck-sauce, the look of wild wonder utterly overtaking her and fully visible to all the people below. When he reached the wall and kicked off again, this time he just one leg, sending them spinning and spiraling as he plowed in her again and again, making her take all of the 16 and a half inches she could handle over and over, her helpless cries getting louder and louder. When he finally decided she'd had enough after close to an hour of athletic swing-sex her kicked off one last time.

When they'd reached the center of the room this time, Pericles tore the tapestry like tissue paper, no challenge for his incredible muscles as it gave way. The girl screamed in shock, not sure what he had planned, but he seemed to have things worked out perfectly, turning their bodies mid-air so that he could hold her high while his powerful legs touched down first, his cock driving into her with the momentum and gravity in what could easily be described as simply the world's most perfect single thrust.

Time froze when they'd touched down, her back and shoulders and head laid gently onto the ground as he dick drilled just a little deeper than she'd handled previously. There was what seemed an eternal moment as everyone just stared in absolute shock, even the black-haired cock-impaled beauty totally pin-drop silent as he paused.

Then she came and came hard, the incredible blast of cream spewing around his cock like a fire-hose spray, her whole body thrashing in violent shock before she too had slipped into unconsciousness, both fucked and thrilled to exhaustion. Pericles pulled out with a roar, giving her tits one more huge shot before swiveling his cum-cannon around the room, casually spattering everyone he could reach, one of his shots going so far it hit the wall next to Kassandra's head, his sister only able to lift an eyebrow in shock.

The women proceeded to mob Pericles as the exhausted, (and probably dehydrated guessing from the sheer volume of liquid she'd just sprayed out) black-haired elite crawled on her elbows to the care of one of the three remaining matriarchs who let her use a pair of DD cups as a pillows while she served her sips of water. It was one of those three Matriarchs that reached Pericles first, the slim young thing managing to shove the other women aside to put herself before his great cock. He groaned as she proceeded to suck awkwardly on his huge head, her oral skills not quite so incredible compared to some of the others. The others had devoted themselves to licking all over his muscles, worshipping the very sources of power that had just impressed them so much as two of the elites fought for a chance to toss his salad.

Pericles almost felt a sense of pity as he bent down to seize the Matriarchs shoulders, tipping the horny slut onto her back as he dived face-first between her legs, returning the oral service she'd offered him tenfold. His large, strong, proving tongue slapped all over her clit before parting her folds, tasting deep to her innermost tartness as he swiveled and pistonned it, wrenching orgasm after orgasm from her in mere moments of his lustful assault on her sex. He was oblivious to the tongues on balls, ass and body, but he did suck in a breath when the silver-haired fellatrix scooted under him like a mechanic servicing the undercarriage of a car and slorked over half his dick into her almost bottomless throat.

Still, as distracting as she was, she couldn't stop him from adding three fingers and his powerful jackhammering arm to the mix with the matriarch he was eating out of her mind. Her cunt began to fantail out juice as all the others had, her body thrashing as he owned her, made her his own little appetizer, dinner and desert, his other free hand rose to grope and tug her F-cup tits, pleasuring and punishing the nipples in alternating turns until her howls of pleasure reached a mad crescendo. Unlike some of the others she didn't whimper out as exhaustion took her; rather, her screams simply became so frenzied and high pitched you could no longer hear them. They did, however, all hear as dogs and wolves from outside the temple and very far away began to bark and howl for reasons they did not understand.

With a final gushy burst of girlcream the matriarch collapsed, Pericles enjoying the sensations of getting rimmed and blown while his balls were sucked on for a few moments as the Purple-haired beauty dragged the second downed Matriarch from the struggle and the Silver-haired suck-slut moved in to take her place. Channeling the tactical genius of Odysseus, Pericles was making sure to mow down the Matriarchs fast since they seemed to be chiefly responsible for keeping the Elites revitalized.

Silver-hair pushed the brunette away from his dick to take her rightful place sucking him. He beamed down at her as she gamely swallowed inch-after-inch, again taking an impressive nineteen inches of impossible fuck-log into her capacious throat, but he only shook his head when she gagged from bottoming out, "You suck so well, but I can't help but wonder what you're hiding about that pussy!" He speculated as he grabbed her head and pulled her from his fuckstick with an unhealthy *Sluggork!* noise, huge streamers of precum and slobber spilling onto her big tits.

He spun her then, bending her into a flawless doggy-style and then lifted her, keeping her carefully balanced on his cock and palms as he walked her over to one of the chairs around the banquet table at the far end of the room. Stepping up onto one of the chairs he rested one muscular leg on the back while the other supported both of them on the seat, the other Elites were not recovering and one matriarch coming to investigate just what he was up to, surrounding him on all sides, trying to figure out how to attack him in this new configuration.

Pericles began to dangerously rock back and forth, tipping the chair to just where it was about to teeter over and fall before shifting his wait to come back and teeter the other way. He began to thrust in time to the motion, letting the sense of momentum and danger help build the emotional payoff of each brutal drive of his cock. The blowjob queen had already seemed a little out of her element when he'd began to punish her pussy instead of her throat, but now she was positively apoplectic with a mix of bedazzled fear and over-the-top pleasure, her huge spattered tits clapping together with every savage saw of his cock.

Meanwhile, girls were getting creative in their attempt to help her. One stood on the tables edge, letting his face fall into her tits with his every tip forward, another curled through the chair's back to keep the pressure on his balls with her mouth while a third was eating Silver-hair's ass just to keep her distracted from the pleasure explosions Pericles' mighty organ was triggering inside of her. But was all to no avail, Pericles rocked the chair and the Silver-haired seductress's world for the better part of an hour, her cunt liberally spraying out juices to season all the food on the table, her body growing increasingly flushed as her breath became scarce between howling orgasms. When he finally dropped her to the mattress in a spray of cum it was his turn to whirl around and aim the rest of his torrential output, glazing every morsel on the table, driving the girls to have a quick break to eat, slathering his sperm into their lips from morsels of bread, fruit and in over-filled flagons of wine. One of the two remaining matriarchs came to help the elite he'd just ruined to a safe recover distance, but Pericles didn't let her get that far, seizing her under the arms and immediately mounting her onto his cock. He rolled over with her onto the banquet table, knocking every bit of food and flatware that had not already been cleared in the cum-covered feeding-frenzy away until the table-top was completely clear. He used the vast surface like a catwalk, fucking the poor matriarch as he paced up and down, impaling her as she faced him at first, then in a standing doggy, then upside-down, her weak gurgles echoing in the room as he utterly impaled her throat.

When he'd finally grown tired of walking her around he flipped her around again and dangled her over the edge of the table, her face almost to the mattresses as he squatted down and just railed inside of her, his fat balls crushing against her asscheeks with every dick-burying bounce. Her juices splattered and sprayed out, arching high to coat the table-top from its furthest side to the lacquered wood beneath his feet. This gave Pericles an idea for his coup-de-grace and he hefted her back, still impaled on his cock, lying back so that she sat on him reverse cowgirl.

With a powerful kick of his legs, Pericles slide backwards, treating the juice-soaked table-top as a sort of slip-n-slide, delight playing on her exhausted face as they shot backwards with alarming speed. In time, Pericles increased his thrust speed to almost the maximum he could achieve, a startled expression taking her as she realized just how much he'd been half-assing it before. She hit her biggest orgasm just as they ran out of table and shot into the air, spraying a mid-air stream of cream behind them as she passed out before they'd hit the ground, his final thrust doing as deep as possible just as they'd hit the bedding.

The final matriarch seemed lonely as she fought to keep re-invigorating the red, black and silver-haired elites, working both her hands in two of them as she ate the third out in a frenzied effort. She was far too busy to drag the third fallen matriarch from the battle-field so the brown-haired tactician stepped up and rolled the newly unconscious one into a snoring pile with the other two. While Pericles felt stoked that he only had one more matriarch and the bare-headed, brown-haired and purple-haired Elites left to go, he was daunted by the fact that the first three were clearly already getting their heads back in the game, sitting up and getting more alert, helping to frig themselves or reward the caretaking matriarch with pleasure as they worked themselves into a frenzy ready to take the stud on again.

Pericles wasted no time in grabbing the violet vixen with the G-cup tits for his next victim—er, partner. She squealed with delight as he threw her over a shoulder and once again ascended the long table. He stalked with purpose to the middle of the vast surface and gave a huge stomp with his foot, literally cracking it in half. Aphrodite frowned a little at the ruin of her furniture, but Kassandra was intrigued by what her brother was up to. The ruined middle he'd created stood fast against the ground, making two big ramps leading up and away from each other. The heroic stud leapt to the high edge of one, wrapping his arms around purple-hair from the back, his huge hands mauling her huge tits as he parked her pussy on his cock.

She cried out in pleasure as he took her, but that pleasure went into insanity as he rolled them down the ramp, spinning dozens of times down one side of the table and up the other, teetering like Sisyphus's boulder before rolling back down again, using his weight to keep their momentum going non-stop. Her cries were so loud that elsewhere in the temple acolyte's heads were turning about what could possibly be inducing such over-the-top pleasure. If there was any doubt at her pleasure from there, it would quickly be disproven by the tightly spiraling jets of cum she was shooting at every roll. The other girls could only watch in astonishment for this feat, constantly getting splattered by another glazing layer of cream with every pass. Pericles smirked to think of how many mixed juices he'd marinated every one of the elites with by now.

When he sensed the violet vixen growing weaker after countless rolls, a combination of cum-drunk and dizzy and destroyed by pleasure, he made one final move, using the crescendo of one of their rolling passes to give one of the table edges another kick, falling with her in a single deep womb-ruining slamfuck that hits its deepest depth just as they hit the mattress. Just as before with the tapestry there was a strange delay between that act and the orgasm it caused, tension building in the air for a moment before her cunt spat out a geyser of cream like he'd struck honey-colored oil.