God of Whores Ch. 08 - Conclusion

The magic was two-way however; while she was experiencing a deeper, fuller orgasm something inside her freshly inseminated womb made her pussy clamp down and milk him faster and tighter with a vibrating twisting motion, his balls lurched into a challenged overdrive, making and belting out more cum as quickly as they poured it into her. For a moment, Pericles feared the action would never end, but he kept cumming and cumming and cumming, seizing her hips hard as he just pumped in cream for over five whole minutes straight, a bit out of breath when the flow finally subsided.

He was exhausted, but he knew his work was not done. When he pulled out he briefly panicked as his cock had visibly softened quite a bit, but one look at the awe-struck Goddess and he knew he'd have no trouble getting it up again with help. He grabbed her head in one hand and the base of his flagging cock in the other, rubbing his insane organ against the face and then the lips of the most beautiful creature in existence, groaning as she let him inside and began sucking new life into his giant dick. Her tits pooled in his lap and flowed all around his nuts, rewarding them for knocking her daughter up as her head bobbed and her throat gurgled.

Finally she pulled back in triumph to a cock that was harder than ever. He growled and shoved her back, hooking her knees over his shoulders as he doubled her frame up and took her as deep as he possibly could, fucking her to orgasm after squirting orgasm as she too found her womb opened and ready to receive his thick, virile seed. This time when he unloaded the process took over ten minutes, punch after knockout cum-punch blasting inside of her, flooding her completely with demi-god demi-glace, basting her eggs in sauce. She could literally feel the flooding of her divine ovaries and it made her make a similar startled squeal, her mind not quite knowing how to process these new and incoherent sensations.

When he'd finally poured out what felt like that last of his soul through his balls, he pulled out and collapsed onto his mother, loving the feeling of her warm embrace as he nuzzled his head between her huge, lactating tits. By and by the two stirred and crawled across the bed's slick-warm surface to join Kassandra where she was snoring just a little bit. He couldn't help but smirk; his sister might be the most beautiful mortal creature on earth, but now, in this moment all sleepy and sweet, she was also just kinda cute too. Wrapping a brotherly arm around her, his mother cuddled to his other side, the mighty champion of the Temple of Aphrodite slept.

Epilogue

Endings can be Happy

Pericles woke up, aching and beyond satisfied he didn't know how long later. His mother and sister were still snuggled up in blissful slumber against his super-muscular body. He took note of the cracks in the walls, the odd lean to the bed they'd apparently broken and then door off its hinges, the still sea of bodily fluids still pooling all over the floor, and chuckled at how much damage they'd managed to do to poor Kassandra's room.

Carefully, lovingly, he gathered both girls up in his arms and walked with them over to the vast bathing pool, letting the magically always-just-hot-enough water wash over them. Slowly the pair of them awoke, snuggling against his powerful frame with satisfied giggles, their hands instantly drifting to his vast, floating organ in the water. He paid them back by fondling their tits a bit as Kassandra finally stirred awake enough to speak.

"Who won?" she asked blearily.

Pericles and Aphrodite exchanged a knowing look as she finally answered, "He did."

"But just by a millisecond," Pericles cut in to clarify. He was man enough to admit how close he'd come to giving up.

Kassandra nodded slowly, seeming to think this over. "I guess we found what we were looking for," she finally said to Aphrodite who could only nod in agreement.

"I'm just glad he found his way back to us... and was every bit the match in fucking us I'd hoped he would be.

Pericles big, groping hands mauled away at their tits, "Fucking you two was any mortal's dream come true. But what makes it *really* amazing is that I'm going to get to keep doing it in the future, over and over and over again."

"Well..." Aphrodite giggled, "We won't be the only ones that are going to get to know your amazing cock so well." He hand moved to idly stroke her sperm-packed womb, her other caressing Kassandra's as well.

His eyes went wide in shock as Kassandra nodded and spoke to add to her mother's words. "That last fuck, holy shit. You definitely put babies just deep in our bellies. While I slept I had prophetic visions that we are going to raise you three gorgeous daughters to fuck and one strapping son to help you do it, two pairs of twins!"

Pericles stammered in shock, "What? Fuck my own children!?"

Aphrodite shot him a long and withering look, finally forcing him to break into a grin, "Okay, I suppose there are worse things. You do it pretty well, mom!"

Kassandra put a hand to his chin and tilted his face towards her, moving in for a deep, passionate kiss before pulling back to say, "I love you Pericles, and I want to be with you forever."

He kissed her again before pulling back, "And I, you. How could I not? My sister is the most beautiful mortal woman in the world."

Aphrodite clasped her hands together and made an uncharacteristic "EEEEEEE!" noise of excitement. "You should get married!" She said hopefully.

"Well I like the idea," Pericles said, "But..." he trailed off, looking helplessly at his mother, unsure of how to somehow cement their union three ways.

"Son, I love you too, of course, but I am sure as fuck not marrying any mortal. Hell, my stupid dad already paired me off with Hephaestus, remember!?"

Pericles laughed.

"Oh fuck... did I just cuckold a god?"

"Little bit," Aphrodite responded, giving his big balls a loving pat.

He grinned, surprised to find that even from such a small gesture his cock was stirring, slowly fattening up and lengthening before him. The Goddess and the Priestess noticed his head rising from the water,

"Oh wow, do you still want more, brother?" Kassandra asked?

"I always will," he shot back, lovingly groping her ass as he contemplated how to start.

*AHEM*

There was a loud chorus of impatient throat-clearing and Pericles looked up to the edge of the pool, seeing all six of the elites surrounding the three of them, each in robes that clung tight to their hips and tits.

"What's going on?" Pericles asked.

"Oh, did we forget to tell you?" Aphrodite asked with fake innocence.

"Tell me what?" He asked, his eyes darting to the elites who were shedding their robes to reveal their incredible bodies one-by-one.

"When the elites first rose to their current rank, they were made to swear an oath to me, bearing no children unless I was ever sexually conquered, a feat thought impossible. At least until now..." she gave his balls another pat.

"We are your sluts to use as you see fit," Melpomine chimed in, "But now you will sire in each of us new children whom you will also command."

Aphrodite added, "You see Pericles, you are no mere patriarch, nor even merely Champion of the temple. You are to be the Paterfamilias, the all-father of the Temple of Aphrodite, he who will sire all children that come from the temple itself. We will still take on new members from the outside world, but your line will be truly blessed and revered above all others."

"Oh..." said Pericles, a slow smile crawling over his face at the thought of so many descendants to fuck when they came of age.

"In that case, all of you..." he beckoned each of them into the pool with his powerful arms.

"...COME TO FUCKING DADDY!" he cried.

The girls swarmed into the pool, Aphrodite and Kassandra already jerking his huge cock with all four hands to ready him.

"Brother," Kassandra whispered into his ear before Aphrodite finished her thought in the other, "When you're done breeding those bitches, we fucking want more."

Far away, in the second, third and fourth circles, not to mention slightly outside of the gates, every acolyte, priest, priestess, matriarch and patriarch, every passer-by seeking the sweet supplication of the God of Whores could only wonder what the incredible sounds of wailing and pleasure and fucking that echoed into the next morning could possibly be.