Wood – A Tale of Longing
Within a grand chamber of ivory in the depths of a pearly white palace nestled gently atop a sea of clouds was a most regal of beds, and on top of this bed rested the monolithic form of the creator of men. Adored in white cloth trimmed in a lustrous gold, his mighty beard billowing like a cloud across his upper body, the titan of men found himself surrounded by the nude figures of countless beautiful men and women. Of these many lovers they were all unspeakably gorgeous and wrapped in the shimmering white feathers of their own wings, their every feature a perfect work of art that would dazzle any mortal. Each of the angelic servants eagerly praised their lord’s colossal body with their own, kissing and massaging every inch; one with a particularly voluptuous figure straddling the tremedous girth of his throbbing manhood, pressing her large breasts against it as her groin began to grind her swollen vulva up and down. Each of the deity’s balls were cradled and given loving full body massages, their gorgeous forms squeezing them in rhythm with one another to make him moan with pleasure, “We must… create… life!” The enormous shaft throbbed heavily, its length pulsing and thickening as his many children pleased him, and soon a grand stream of white ascended from his tip into the sky, pouring down into the clouds below.
Beneath the heavens was a most voluptuous of women, her massive body thick and wildly curvy, her gigantic breasts entire mountains undo themselves while her exposed vulva created a most grand of canyons between a pair of luscious thighs; her rich brown skin had become dry and sensitive from an endless heat that had spawned inside her and now raged across her surface to ignite a perpetual inferno as her aura. As the clouds filtered the father’s seed a mighty downpour was created, showering thick and pearly rain across the heated titan’s buxom figure to meld with her and soak into her flesh, soothing her fiery desires and softening her skin. Large hands slid across the cooling form of the lustful colossus, thoroughly coating every last bit of her with the fertile semen; two of her fingers gathered an excess of the prized fluid upon them, and slid deep within her blazing chasm.
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