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Dinosia, Temple of the First Man,
"Ummmh…"
Pop!
Marshall pulled his mouth away from Ajak's succulent, tight nipple with a pop. "How the fuck am I supposed to beat a bastard even your boss can't beat? Celestial Destructor, his name's got destruction in it."
Absolute perversion it was in Marshall's room. He was naked, as was gorgeous Ajak with her full, curvy body and heavenly large tits. They weren't fucking, or even close. Ajak sat plush on a very soft couch, and Marshall lay flat beside her, his head on her naked lap. His hands groped her breasts, suckled, while her one fist stroked his throbbing cock and the other his hair.
"I have spoken with them. Even they have no solution for you, Marshall—Ummmh~" Ajak moaned, babying the First Man on her lap, leaning down so her breasts were fully smushed on his face. He seemed to love it as his cock throbbed in her fist.
Her thumb swirled lazy, wicked circles over his swollen knob, pressing just hard enough to coax a fat bead of precum from that tiny slit. She smeared it down the ridge, slicking him until his cock gleamed in her fist. Between her own thighs, a furnace roared. Her pussy clenched around nothing, dripping honey that soaked the crease, the scent of her arousal thick enough to taste.
"Mmm…" Marshall mumbled into the plush heaven of her tit, mouth latched like a starving baby. His hands kneaded those overflowing mounds. So impossibly soft, so heavy, they slapped gently against his cheeks when she shifted.
"I guess… I'll just…" He popped off one nipple with a wet smack, tongue flicking the stiff peak before diving back in. "Just beat him the old-fashioned way."
Another greedy suck, teeth grazing, hips jerking into her stroking fist like he was already fucking her hand.
"I'm sure you can… Oh!" The word cracked into a gasp as his teeth caught her nipple. A spark that shot straight to her clit.
She felt every slide of his tongue, every hot pull of suction blooming through the swollen bud. Her breasts throbbed, heavy and tender, aching in the best way. She couldn't see his face anymore, just the crown of his head buried under the avalanche of her tits. She was feeding him, and it made her cunt pulse hard.
Her gaze slid down to where his cock speared the air, flushed and angry. She licked her lower lip, slow and hungry. She'd seen cocks before, but none like this. None that made her mouth water and her pussy clench with greedy need. The First Man, the very source of all life on this spinning rock. Oh, how lovely it was to feel it inside. But that night, she wanted to taste it.
"Oh, forgive me, Marshall… I must taste you."
"Huh?"
She moved like slithering sin, hips twisting, then sliding off the couch.
Before he could blink, she swung a fluffy thigh over his head and dropped. Her dripping cunt slamming down onto his mouth, thighs clamping his skull with a power that could crush a thousand watermelons. The heat of her pussy smothered him, slick folds spreading over his lips, hands bracing on his powerful thighs, her weight pinning him flat.
"Oooooh! Your breath, Marshall!"
The first hot exhale against her clit ripped a cry from her throat, hips grinding instinctively, smearing her juices across his nose and chin.
Marshall growled into her, arms locking around her ass like iron bands. His tongue speared up, brutal and starving, lapping her from clit to entrance in one long, filthy swipe. He drank her in, tongue-fucking her love hole, slurping loud enough to echo off the walls.
"Hell—mhh…" Marshall roared, muffled. "Crush my head! Fuck, hot! Put your weight into it!"
Ajak's worry melted into feral delight. She planted her knees wide, rolled her hips, and let every lush pound of her mature body sink down. Her ass cheeks swallowed his face, pussy grinding a messy, squelching seal over his mouth.
She rode his tongue like a mechanical bull, thighs trembling, sensitive nub throbbing against his lower lip while his tongue speared deeper, hotter, wetter. The lewd symphony of her smothering the First Man beneath her dripping cunt was the only thing echoing in her ears.
Slurp! Squelch!
All Ajak could feel was fire, his tongue spearing into her, carving wet heat through her core while his rough hands clawed her ass apart. The stretch of her asscheeks burned, cool air kissing her exposed hole. And then, his thumb circled that tight ring, slow, filthy, sending sparks up her spine that made her cunt clench harder around his tongue.
"Ah!"
She felt that thumb pressed just the puckered rim, a hot, slick tease that made her hips jerk forward. And she loved every second of it.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Her ass bounced on his face now. Short, greedy drops that slammed her pussy down onto his mouth. She also rocked back and forth, chasing the dual blaze of tongue and thumb, her thighs trembling uncontrollably.
"Fuck yeah! Harder, Ajak! Mmmmh… Delicious!" Marshall's voice vibrated straight into her clit, muffled and feral.
Marshall, the dog that he was, kept eating her like she was a feast. His face was a glazed wreck, lips, chin, cheeks slick with her juices.
His cock throbbed untouched until Ajak's mouth descended, swallowing him in one scalding slide. Nose mashed to his pubes, throat fluttering. She fucked her own face on him, moaning around the thick shaft that stretched her lips thin. She was taking him balls deep each time, down to his pubes.
Marshall really didn't mind what he was doing. He cherished all women equally, and after a hundred million years of emptiness, he'd earned the right to drown in it. Pussy-eating was just another part, and fuck, if the woman were as hot and curvy and thick-thighed like Ajak, he'd be insane not to have her sit on his face.
Hell, he wondered why he hadn't done it yet. Or had he done it before? He couldn't remember. That was the benefit of his shitty brain; some experiences could be as good as the first time trying it.
Plap! Plap!
The wet smacks of her ass on his cheeks filled the room.
"Oohh~ Oh!" Ajak's moans climbed, now toe-curling, desperate. She teetered on the edge, mortified at the flood building behind her clit, ashamed of how badly she would drown him in it.
"Mmmmh—do—oh it!" His command buzzed through her folds.
Then his tongue shifted, swelling, thickening, coiling into a ridged talon that punched into her like a second cock. It filled her, stretched her, pistoned deep while his thumb kept teasing her ass. He felt her contractions around his boneless flesh, her spasms, her trembling thighs, and fuck, it was scorching hot.
She came like a geyser.
Her pussy clamped down on the writhing talon that was his tongue, thighs crushing his head, gushing nectar that poured over his chin, soaked his neck, and dripped onto the couch. Every pulse felt like lightning in her veins, her clit throbbing against his lips, her anal hole clenching around his thumb. She loved it, loved the lewd decadence of squirting on the face of the first man.
Marshall reveled in the downpour. He fucked her through it, talon-tongue slamming deep, milking every contraction while her throat convulsed around his cock.
Ajak's body still quaked, but her mouth worked harder on his cock. Lips sucking faster, tongue swirling the vein beneath. She wanted him to feel the same bliss, wanted to choke on his release while her pussy still fluttered.
Her lips slurped messily, drool and precum stringing from chin to balls, every bob of her head a thank-you for the most shameless, perfect orgasm of her life.
Her fist pumped him in relentless strokes, hair plastered to her cheeks, eyes streaming tears of effort while her throat ached raw around his girth. She hollowed her cheeks hard and felt the first volcanic pulse surge up his length.
"Unmmmmmm~!"
The moan vibrated through Ajak's nose as hot, thick ropes blasted straight into her gullet.
Marshall had erupted, surge after endless surge, flooding her mouth until her cheeks ballooned. Creamy excess bubbling at the corners of her stretched lips.
She choked, gagging on the sheer volume, but swallowed hard around the cock buried to her tonsils, throat flexing in greedy gulps. Her fist never stopped, milking his shaft while white rivulets were spilling down her chin. She drowned in him and drank anyway, eyes rolling back in filthy bliss.
When the torrent finally calmed, she eased off with a wet gasp, lips glossy and swollen. Her tongue lapped lazily along the twitching shaft, chasing stray streaks of batter and spit, savoring the salty-sweet mess.
Ajak turned and crawled up his body, thighs trembling, and flopped chest-to-chest. Her soaked slit trapped his spent length under her slick folds. Face inches from his, she started licking. Slow swipes across his chin, cheeks, and nose, cleaning her own juice from his face like a cat with cream.
"Ummmh…" Her tongue traced the corner of his mouth. "You are the most powerful being in the world. You… will… win… I know."
Pa!
His palm cracked across her ass, the sharp sting making her yelp and arch.
He shifted under her lush body, cock already thickening again, nudging between her petals until the fat crown slipped in.
"Damn right!"
Ajak's smile was pure sin. "Mmmh… You can enter the other one if you wish."
"Fuck!" Marshall didn't need to be told a second time. "Aspirant or whatever… fuck, I'll fight anything to keep doing this… I fucking love women!"
And so, that night, all he did was fuck Ajak's ass. He gushed rivers inside her, and Ajak spilled squirt after squirt.
Eyes half-lidded, tired. Breathing ragged. Sheets sweaty.
It was one hell of a night, as usual with Marshall.
"One more!"
Marshall, after n-th climax, made her prone and rammed in again in that impossible tightness. He howled like a wolf into her ears.
And oh, how much she loved that.
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Unknown Place, Universe,
"The Aspirant, the Celestial Destructor, approaches with terrible speed," Eson the Searcher intoned, his voice folding through silence.
"Knowledgeable of the anomaly they have become," added Nezzar.
Arishem the Judge turned a vast cosmic limb and created a projection of Earth, revealing in it two figures, Marshall and Ajak, caught in an uncommon posture and a strange ritual, both figures screaming. Such intimacies barely registered with the Celestials. They had fashioned life, tuned its gears, and watched its engines run. To them, the scene was a pattern, nothing more than a gear in a machine calibrated to their will, working as intended.
"The First Man came from nowhere, without the sign of Celestial, foreign. He has no origin, no end. He is a rupture, a universe folded in a single mortal skin. Let the Aspirant come. Let this trial test the First Man's boundary."
"And if he prevails?" Jemiah asked.
Arishem zoomed the view until Marshall's face filled the projection, seated, strained, Ajak low and reverent on all fours. The First Man's face expanded until it filled the entire projection. "If he absorbs the Aspirant's power, he shall rise to parity with us. We would gain another in the Council, a human crowned by Celestial force."
"He's too unstable," warned Hargen.
Arishem's eye flared with an ancient, sovereign light.
"He shall no longer be, should he triumph over the Aspirant."
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