God of Whores Ch. 05

Pericles filed this knowledge away for later; Kassandra could very slightly out-deep-throat the Goddess, but Aphrodite's cunt was seemingly bottomless, no doubt owing to her divine nature.

The six females were not to be left ignored of course! Four of them gather around Aphrodite where she bounced and seized her arms and hips, suddenly doing the work for her, lifting her to bounce on the stud's cock at a speed she couldn't seem to keep with, the other two moving in to suck, lick and bite her tits aggressively as she rode.

Meanwhile, Kassandra's gang of cock-slapping studs had laid her flat and were taking her from every angle, one beneath her fucked up into her ass while another split her cunt wide open on his thick meat. A third plowed down her throat from the top, thumping her forehead with his balls the way Aphrodite had endured before and a forth was helping himself greedily to her tits, stuffing his fat fuckstick between them so hard that his cock punched into her chin with every harsh thrust. The final stud did something curious Pericles had never seen; working carefully from her left side, he pushed his cock into the under-cleavage created by the undersides of her breasts, he and the other titfucker forming a 't' as they plowed her massive boobs six ways from Sunday.

While occasionally one of the women or men would switch positions with one another, Pericles was amazed at how long this configuration lasted, another two hours gradually slipping by his noticed as their howls and moans only grew more frenzied. Now the sheen that had coated the floor was so thick in some places a foot could actually splash in it, every part of the room completely glazed in a mix of sweat, slobber, cunt-cream and cum. When the next round of male orgasms kicked off, Pericles took some heart in the fact that two of them actually slightly flagged in their erections. Even though they'd been fucking non-stop for nearly four hours being brought off by the two most talented fuck-mistresses in the world. They didn't completely wilt of course, but at least there was some bend to their cocks as they finished milking sperm-bombs out onto Kassandra's prone form.

Pericles thought that the end might at least be in sight, but apparently the limitations of the human body were not something Aphrodite and Kassandra were really worried about when it came to getting their insatiable cunts off. The two studs withdrew to the baths, cleaning themselves, throwing the Matriarchs who'd sat on the side-lines into action. The four women followed the two men, first helping to clean them off, then working diligently to suck life back into their enormous cocks, Xenia in particular taking a leadership role, slapping their huge poles onto her giant wet tits while Zoe worked every ball she could get her mouth one. Meanwhile, two of the Patriarchs strode in to take the place of the reviving Elites; they weren't quite as big as Pericles, but closer than anyone he'd ever seen and they seemed to do fine as they began to pleasure the High Priestess and the Goddess along with the rest.

But their shortcomings (or even short-cummings) were obvious alongside the rest of the Elites; the strapping blond hunk was only able to endure ten minutes in Kassandra's mouth before he was blowing a messy load onto her face, only putting out a fraction of what the Elite had managed before him. His cock was already flagging and he was forced to retreat to the baths, but Pericles' jaw dropped when he saw one of the Elite's who'd tapped out already returning with a cock as hard as diamond. The returning elite seemed only all the more eager and began to rail Aphrodite's cunt for all he was worth, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.

Another two hours or so had passed before a few more of the Elites blew a fourth load, this time a few of them had to retreat to the baths. While two of the Matriarchs followed them to engage in their clear fluffing duty, the other two did their best to fill in for the missing cock, each working to tongue-fuck Kassandra and Aphrodite as best they could while giant cocks helped to bring them off all the more. The two Mistresses were squirting so much girlcream at this point Pericles could hear the girls having to audibly gargle it to keep breathing; he knew that it must be the most delicious and wish it was he who was on his knees before them with a mouthful of squirt, but he could only sigh and watch, totally undone by the lurid display.

The eighth hour of the orgy saw total chaos. Kassandra and Aphrodite were constantly being passed between different groupings of elite men and women, an occasional fill in Patriarch or Matriarch throwing in their help as best they could. The strategy of this was clear to Pericles; the Elite studs and sluts were incredible of course, each a one-person fuck-army, yet they couldn't keep up with Kassandra and the Goddess even remotely. By limiting their exposure to the two of them they were extending how long they could last, how long they could keep from cumming, and generally keeping them satisfied as they waited for one Elite or another to return from the baths.

He focused in on Kassandra who was held aloft in a standing fuck on the second-biggest cock for ten minutes or so, then disgorged and flipped over right onto the prick of another stud lying down, impaling her in the reverse-cowgirl position before two of the girls came over and pulled her off, one straddling her face while the other ate her out, but ultimately they were swatted aside by a couple of huge cocks looking to take her mouth and cunt, sawing in and out as one so deep inside her they could have practically touched, then she was completely upside-down while a buff-stud ate her cunt and bounced her throat-first onto another up-turned erect cock. It was a dazzling dance of positions and exchanges, and he saw no different when he focused on Aphrodite. The Elites were not just demigods of fuck-flesh; they were coordinated, trained, they must have spent hours designing the transitions and turn-taking maneuvers just to stand even a fraction of a chance against Aphrodite and Kassandra.

Another round of orgasms and four hours later and the Elites switched tactics again; now instead of passing the girls around, they would simply try to overpower them one at a time in huge groups. Footsteps splashed in what was now an ocean of liquids as one man and one woman fucked and sucked the tits of Kassandra. Meanwhile, the other ten Elites were all focused on Aphrodite, tits and clits and cocks and mouths and balls and hands attacking every side of her with eagerness. She ate out as she was eaten out, choked down huge cocks as she was stuffed up the cunt, pumped rigid rods in her fists as a woman's face disappeared into her ass. Still, she was a Goddess and she brought them all off in time, each girl and guy stepping up to deposit wad after was of squirt or cum onto her face and tits, utterly marinating the daughter of Zeus in endless streams of love-juice. One by one they gradually broke from her until just two of them were on her, the rest switched to Kassandra, giving her the same treatment.

Pericles was surprised to see the women starting to get worn out too; the multi-orgasmic nature of females coupled with Aphrodite and Kassandra's phallocentric focus had spared them the brunt of sexual effort for much of the night, but even then they'd all been eaten and finger-banged to countless climaxes and some seemed to be, well, drying up. They started taking turns out in the baths to get serviced by Patriarch and Matriarch fluffers before returning for more. It was extraordinary that by now the floor sounded no different than the baths in terms of the endlessly sloshing liquids.

Still the orgy raged on for another few hours before a real toll started to get taken out of those gathered to worship the Goddess and High Priestess. It started with the Matriarchs and Patriarchs; they remained in the baths to fluff to the best of their ability, but their technique there had grown visibly lazy, the men no longer able to get it up and rejoin the orgy, the women simply too exhausted to. The Elites themselves seemed to be spending longer in the bath for recovery with every trip; while initially it had taken only ten or twenty minutes of diligent fluffing to get them back to hardness or wetness, now it was a longer labor, and with less bodies to stand in and keep the orgy going, a greater weight was being put on those who remained.

Gradually, over the course of more hours, the Elites began to drop out entirely one-by-one. Pericles was stunned by their dedication; some continued to fuck or help even when they could no longer get an erection; others kept on going until they literally fell unconscious. It could not be said that they weren't trying their hardest, but if anything, Aphrodite and Kassandra only seemed more and more invigorated the longer the night wore on. Pericles recognized a piece of himself in the two turbo-temptresses; just as he'd struggled to find release back home, these two were quite literally insatiable. He felt a little sweat trickle down the back of his neck as he came to a terrifying realization; even if he were as well-endowed and masterful of sexual stamina as these studs, he wouldn't even be close to mastering the pair of them. If they truly needed a Paragon who could match them blow-for-blowjob, they had definitely chosen poorly if they thought he was up to it. He wanted to tell himself that he could keep going in such a hot orgy, but if he was being honest with himself, he knew that he'd have petered out long ago, probably even before the first Patriarch had fallen.

Another couple of hours passed and the room had begun to resemble the aftermath of an epic battle. Groaning Elites, both men and women were sprawled all over, bodies prone and still or barely moving as they shuddered the last of climaxes that seemed like they'd never end. In the final throes of the orgy, only two Elites of each gender remained. Studs, too tired to do much else were just lying on their backs, erect cocks stabbing up into Aphrodite and Kassandra's cunts who rode them in the reverse-cowgirl position. Meanwhile, the two remaining women were face-down ass-up, each being eaten out by the insatiable pair, each weakly clawing at the sheets as they moaned and squirted out mouthful after mouthful of juice into the eager mouths devouring them.

A few of the Elites weakly crawled to one another and cuddled up, breasts seeming the most popular pillow as they piled up and fell into still-deeper sleeps after such long and exhausting sex. Those who could still keep their eyes open watched though, eagerly devouring the action as it happened before them. Seeming to be conscious of the show they were putting on, Kassandra smirked and said to Aphrodite,

"What do you think, Goddess, should we give our new Patriarch a real show?" Cocking her head towards where Pericles sat.

Aphrodite winked and nodded, then the two of them did the completely impossible.

It started with the girls they were eating out; their firm biceps flexed with strength that was far greater than they could possibly manage and they deadlifted the two sluts they were eating into the air, each one holding a girl aloft as they only ate those pussies deeper and faster. At the same time, each shifted from kneeling to a squat above the men they were fucking, each bearing down with impossibly strong cunt-muscles they literally lifted the men off of the bed as they continued to fuck them. Pericles' jaw dropped, the two women lifting four brawny bodies with ease as they continued to eat and fuck the hell out of them.

That was the end of the Elites. The two women screamed the loudest scream the night had heard and each fell back messily into a total faint, at the same time, the men howled in pure pleasure, their balls threatening to break they clove so tightly to their cumming cocks. This time, Pericles was a bit confused as none of the loads (which must have been huge) came bursting out as they had before. As the two men also passed out, Kassandra and Aphrodite stood and pressed together, their huge cum-coated, slobbery tits pressing together as they kissed, visibly mixing and trading the gouts of squirt juice they'd just sucked in before swallowing.

Then they turned as one and looked right at Pericles, grinning like a pair of deadly predators, beckoning two of the women who were still conscious from the cuddle-piles strewn around the bed and room. The girls seemed to instantly know what was desired of them and they each kneeled before the Goddess and the Priestess, letting each straddle their faces. Then, suddenly, they were getting utterly drowned in... at first Pericles thought it was piss at the volume and speed of it, but realized it was instead all the cum he'd saw them veritably vacuum from the studs with their cunts. The two girls basked in the spray, seemingly blessed above all other by the output, eagerly licking it from one another when the spraying finally stopped.

Once the two girls were finished, they snuggled up together and slipped into what looked like quite the pleasant sleep. Meanwhile, Aphrodite and Kassandra stepped from the bed and walked over to the amazed Pericles, spreading their arms to show off their completely cum-covered, sweaty bodies, glistening with a whole orgy worth of mess. He had to concede that as beautiful as they both were, now covered in so much sexual aftermath they were even more-so now, he had to fight to avoid spontaneously cumming all over himself at the sight.

They giggled as one then, each reaching out to fondly stroke a cheek, cocking their heads as though to gauge his reaction. Of course, they didn't need to look long to figure that reaction out, they flicked their eyes down and beheld his rock-hard dick, straining upwards as it leaked a veritable river of precum that dripped from his big balls. They looked pitying then,

"Aw, do you ache from being on the edge for so long?" Aphrodite asked.

Pericles hated the sound he made, whimpering like the puppy they'd called him as he nodded.

Kassandra reached down and wrapped her slender fingers around it, just below the cockhead,

"Would you like us to relieve some of that pressure?"

Pericles whimpered again and eagerly nodded, his heart leaping for joy that he might finally get to taste these two perfect creatures' magic.

"Mmm sorry, stud, you've already gotten to see more of what we can do by getting to watch our most sacred ceremony," Aphrodite said.

"Yeah," Kassandra joined in, "Like I told you before, we only fuck real men with BIG cocks. You have to EARN us." Her tone was taunting as she took her hand from his over-thirteen-inch erection, the two of them giggling again like needles in his ears.

Pericles almost whimpered again, but caught himself this time, glaring at the pair as they wiggled their asses in a walk back to two of the Priestesses, straddling their faces to get their cunts licked totally clean. They purred and fluttered their eyes through what seemed like mini-gasms before turning back to face Pericles again,

"Now do you see why we said that your training is far from complete?" Aphrodite asked.

Pericles could only nod as Kassandra added, "You've got a long way to go before you're worthy of fucking us."

The two stalked from his side to wade into the waters of their bath, reclining in pleasured relaxation as girls swarmed to their side, cleaning them thoroughly, massaging them as they floated in seeming bliss.

Part of Pericles wanted to leave, but the insistent throbbing of his cock was still in charge. He loved the sight of their naked, floating bodies, so perfect in so many ways, their insane tits buoyant in the water, served up for his viewing delight.

"I don't understand though," he finally said, "if I'm so small... so far from being worthy... why on earth did you pick me for your 'challenge'? Surely The Paragon isn't beneath you."

"Aphrodite and Kassandra looked at one another, smirking before the Goddess shrugged and answered, "I saw something in you that intrigued me, Pericles. I still want to see it blossom."

Pericles shook his head, "I don't buy that. You had six guys in there who were buffer, more endurant, and even better hung than me. Surely each of them has more potential than I...and even THEY couldn't really keep up with you. How on Olympus and all that is below could you think *I* could?"

Aphrodite seemed to ignore the question as she and Kassandra started to join the handmaidens in helping to wash each other; they seemed quite intent on making sure the other's boobs were sparkling clean. Finally though, the Goddess turned to Pericles with a shrug and said flatly, "call it a hunch."

Pericles openly scowled now, even the loveliness of what he was seeing no longer enough to fully keep his ire at bay. He fidgeted in his seat a little, pouting above his still monstrous erection.

Aphrodite's smile faded as she seemed to acknowledge his hurt feelings for the first time, "Oh get over it, mortal! If you don't like how you're treated here, then take your small cock back to your small town and fuck small women in your small cottage! You know they will never satisfy you as we can, but maybe that's better than sharing bread and wine in the house OF A GODDESS OF OLYMPUS!" As she spoke, her eyes flashed a bright purple light, flickering with the anger of storms, her father's blood clearly running through her veins.

Kassandra regarded Pericles with a pitying look and saved some trepidation for Aphrodite...she took the angry Goddess' face in her hands and pulled those lips in for a sweet and tender kiss, making out with her a little as a distraction.

While she'd been targeting Aphrodite, Pericles found himself pleasantly calmed down as well, watching the scene of the two beauties locking lips in perfect harmony for a few moments. To his surprise, another Priestess entered the room with an odd sort of rectangular tray. When she reached Aphrodite and Kassandra she gave a courteous curtsy and swept the cloth off the tray, revealing a lethal-looking assortment of dildos in various shapes and colors, all humongous, a pair of strap-on belts on the edge.

"Your weapons, Goddess and Most Blessed Priestess," she said plainly.

Pericles' brow furrowed in confusion at the odd toys.

Kassandra broke the kiss with a giggle and said, "Oh those? They're for round two. None of the Elites ever quite last long enough for us, so we take over and pleasure each other from here."

The attendant left the tray behind, bowed again and made her way out of the room. Kassandra and Aphrodite stood, looking over the selection of what they'd been brought.

Kassandra leaned over and inspected a moment longer before selection a massive, 16-inch dildo of ivory, lightly studded with a bit of curve to it, carefully strapping it into place as she turned back to Pericles,

"You're welcome to stay and watch l'il guy, the others will be," she swept her hand, gesturing to the bath maidens and other orgy participants who were still conscious, all stroking their clits and cocks in anticipation, "go on, jack it, you must need release by now!"

She turned away from him then, pouncing on Aphrodite like a Lioness to the kill, but Pericles was already turning away, not wanting them to see the tears that stung his eyes. For years his huge cock and natural swagger had led him to believe he truly was the most potent male specimen on earth, and his first few months in the temple had led him to double down on that conclusion. The thought that he wasn't worthy...might never be worthy, the scene of those superior cocks drilling those insatiable cunts for nearly an entire day was burned into his brain and simply too much for him to bear.

As he reached the perimeter of the fourth circle, he could still hear the echoing moans and violent squishing noises of the world's two greatest sexual beings taking each other on.