Centuri pt5 (Patreon)

On the screen Cynthia gagged as Allen’s almost thigh thick cock sawed into her open and stretched mouth and throat. The muscular giant had both hands firmly clamped on the golden skinned bimbos head and was brutally shoving her forward toward his hips while thrusting hard into her face. Her face was a dripping, drooling, cum covered mess, the remnants of Allen’s first dramatic orgasm still stuck to the upper half of her body had been joined by the district seven super propositioned sluts own thick slobber from a long oral assault on her partners tree trunk sized fuck pillar and being aggressively shoved into worshiping his massive bloated balls, something she very much enjoyed. She couldn’t take him all yet, she’d managed four of his almost six feet of cock but she couldn’t be penalized for not trying, people were starting to worry she’d get hurt, and they placed bets on it.

If she was allowed to place a bet, Vanessa would put her money on Cynthia being able to take Allen’s truly monstrous member, somehow. Her body shuddered in orgasm, she screamed her pleasure but the two foot long dildo down her throat muffled the sound. She wasn’t watching her husband destroy his partners throat, she was pinned against the wall of the district seven mentors apartment, her body soaked with sweat and dripping spit and cum, skinned reddened from repeated slaps and vicious squeezing, while her sex slaves fucked her the way she liked it. 

Linda and Jon were a career pair from Allen and Vanessa’s own Enhancement Games. They’d fought and fucked their way to the final four, including spending a night with their opponents, in Linda’s case she had two nights, one with Allen and one with Vanessa. Jon only spent a night with Vanessa, the audience didn’t want to see the guys go at it that way, it wasn’t entertaining enough. Afterward they ended up being the final four and when it was all said and done Vanessa and Allen stood above everyone else. As a prize she selected the career pairing for sex slaves, returning them to their final competition sizes, special enhancements and all.

Linda was a muscular Amazon with bimbo proportions where it counted and Jon was a mountain of sharply defined muscle with a twenty seven inch long cock as thick as his calf. Next to her husband the male slave had the biggest cock in Victors village. That cock was currently slamming in and out of her well fucked pussy, angrily plowing through the two loads of thick cum he’d filled her with earlier. His hands were occupied squeezing Vanessa’s mega sized tits so hard it looked like he was trying to pop them. Linda’s sweat and cum dripping body leaned against her owners, one hand pressing Vanessa’s head against the wall and the other squeezing her throat, occasionally spitting on Vanessa’s face as she hurled obscene encouragement to her one time partner.

Vanessa had everything under control outside the arena. She’d eagerly agreed to act as mentor for her husband and whoever was picked as his female partner, spouses were allowed to decline in favor of just spectating or mentoring for their original district, though he didn’t need the help convincing her to do it Allen being balls deep in her ass when he asked didn’t hurt his chances. It turned out his partner was his previous mentor and the only slut he loved fucking as much as his wife, Vanessa didn’t mind, that woman's skills were second to none with the ladies too.

Three days into the competition and things had been going well. She’d managed to chat up dozens of wealthy and influential sponsors, she needed as much as she could get, everything was more expensive this year. Allen and Cynthia both had plenty of fans, Cynthia of course with more having been around longer but Allen wasn’t bad either, most of his group just loved watching the biggest cock in the world in action. Vanessa had to admit she loved watching her husband’s cock too!but experiencing that monster meat was on a whole o different beast.

Jon slammed his hips in hard enough to make Vanessa's body jump, even braced and pinned against the wall as she was. He growled and grunted with two dozen hip slamming cock hilting thrusts,  she could feel his cock lurching as that thick delicious ball batter emptied into her in powerful punching blasts. She sighed, content with how good it felt to be filled with cum and smiled slightly knowing that cock wasn’t anywhere near done.

“What? Are you happy bitch?” Linda’s stern voice spat the words and Vanessa’s head was pulled from the wall only to be slammed against it a dozen times, then a dozen more. Each impact preceded by a snarled “take it!” Or “Cunt!” And timed with Jon’s cock geysering another long rope of thick seed deep into Vanessa’s core. When his orgasm ended he pushed his hips harder into her dripping core and pulled her from the wall. With his cock buried in her almost passed the hilt, Vanessa was yanked and walked around the furniture strewn across the huge suite then dropped toys first on a huge flat cushion facing the huge screen. She couldn’t help but think her husband wouldn’t have bothered with the cushion, knowing she’d love the hard surface more. 

“Give me your ass.” Jon growled and three himself on top of her, slamming his full length in her tightest hole. Vanessa screamed, orgasming immediately when she felt his hips smack her ass and his full cock buried in her canal. Her eyes widened with the sudden pleasure.

“Haha yeah, fuck her baby, fuck her hard!“ Linda encouraged, playing as Jon was the more dominant of the three, knowing full well Vanessa could change the dynamic anytime she wanted to and physically overpower both of them, being a victor. The fact she didn’t wasn’t only because Vanessa want to be fucked like this, she genuinely enjoyed it when Linda and Jon were dominant, as careers they’d been taught and drilled for years on what to do and say, how to dominate everyone in every way, all to make sure they came out on top. 

Alone they were good at it, together, cooperating, feeding off each other, Vanessa had to admit she might actually let them overpower her if they tried, they were so good at it she could cum just from watching them work. The trick was careers learned to work as teams from early on in this academies of theirs. Over time they could fight together without ever needing to verbally coordinate ahead of time, taking cues from each other to beat any opponent. They could do it sexually too, more than once a career pair teamed up on a poor tribute, overwhelming their victim and fucking them to exhaustion before draining them and moving on to the next. More than a few victor pairs had won that way.

As her body shook with the impacts of Jon’s hips on her ass Vanessa spared some of her attention on the screen and her husband. Currently Allen had Cynthia in a similar position, face down, tits flattened as much as they could against the floor, huge plump ass bouncing as her whole waist took the blows from his drilling his cock into her spasming and squirting pussy in great five foot long strokes.

Cynthia’s mouth was locked open as she screamed and screamed, her voice an animalistic growl at times, moaning and groaning, breathing in and out, her eyes wide and rolling into the back of her head as her mountain of muscle lover squeezed her hips and drove his cock into her deepest recesses and beyond. Her golden tanned form was starting to redden from the physical effort and almost constant orgasms she was enduring. Above her, Allen wasn’t any different, his giant form a sharply defined sculpture of sexual power and muscle mass, every inch of him flexed with each thrust, he snarled and growled his grunts and groans, fighting to contain the pleasure he was feeling even as he was concentrating on taking even more from his one of a kind lover. 

He angled her head down and strands of long silvery hair spilled everywhere around Cynthia’s head, she came especially hard when Allen managed to slam thrust foot six into her eagerly abused cunt. Anything coming out of her mouth was unintelligible, spit and slobber flew from her lips and she howled in pained pleasure. As she screamed she slammed her head on the floor again and again rapidly. Trying to come to terms with just how incredible this felt, unable to contain herself, she was stuck in place but she needed to move, react to this unequalled sensation, do SOMETHING other than just lay here taking it. She threw her head forward again but this time Allen’s huge hand clamped down tight.

“Enough bitch.” He growled and with a shove, spun them both around to face a mirrored wall with an uninterrupted view of their coupling. “Look at me.” He said thrusting in deep and earning a pained moan from her. “Look.at.me.” He said again, one hard deep thrust per word. Again Cynthia’s response was weak and unintelligible buying grunts and groans. He slammed his cock hard enough to make her eyes shoot open with surprise and she came hard, with her entire body behind the orgasm. She screamed and Allen’s free hand came around, SMACK!, right in her face. “Look at me when I fuck you!” He roared and came again, filling her body with a half dozen blasts of ball batter, the excess came pouring from her rent and abused pussy. Her bimbo body responded, her eyes opened wide in shock, her mouth was stuck open in a silent scream, her long tongue threatening to fall out of her mouthed strands of thick drool connecting her mouth to the floor breaking and being replaced as her body rocked under the assault of Allen’s pistoning hips.

Her breathing was ragged, urgent, great long silent gasps followed by some sort of groan that was more a single drawn out syllable. “Scream for me slut.” He growled. A dozen thrusts and she didn’t respond, Allen wrapped a huge hand around her neck and pulled arching her back so much he felt his cock bending with her body. “I said scream for me you worthless piece of fuckmeat!” He roared. Cynthia took a single long and agonizing breath in then found her voice again.

“Oh fuck! Holy shit fuck me fuck me fuck me. Huge body braking fucking cock I love it I love it I love it! Yes fuck me baby! Make it hurt, make me yours, own my fucking body!” Her mouth opened wide with every word and follow up breath, spittle flew everywhere. “Harder baby! Make it fucking hurt! No mercy, fuck me to fucking death with that monster fucking bitch cunt opener cock! I’m your fucking bitch! I’m your worthless cumrag, use that fucking meat to bash my body, pulp my fucking insides and replace everything with your fucking cock! I NEED IT!” Her screaming set him off, Allen reared back and slammed his full weight into her hips, h everything in her body that was in the at of his cock was violently pushed aside it mashed by the impossible to stop battering ram of his rock hard dickmeat. His hips smacked into hers and instantly Allen came hard.

Seeing it as she was from the screen, having her ass pounded by a twenty seven inch calf thick cock, Vanessa was loving watching her husband and his favorite slut neighbor. Hearing Cynthia scream and then Allen’s entire body tense from his own orgasm instantly triggered Vanessa’s body to do the same.

“Oh my god! Holy fuck!” She yelled as her body shook from the intensity. Above her Jon grunted, his attention split between his mistress he was fucking as hard as he could and her husband competing in the games, clearly fucking his lover even harder, most slave didn’t get to watchful they just fucked their owners and did as they were told, Allen and Vanessa were kinder than most, he was curious to see just how his one time rival and now owner was doing. Then Linda got involved.

“Oh my god just look at how big that cock is!” She exclaimed, one hand squeezing her own monster tits and the other buried between her legs, fingers pumping furiously splattering her nectar every where. “Allen’s cock is so much bigger now! I can’t believe it.” She shivered with self induced pleasure and moved to kneel beside Vanessa’s head. “Your husbands a real fucking monster, just look at him fuck the life out of that bitch! She can’t move, she can’t scream, she can’t do anything but take that fucking cock and cum harder and harder…” she would’ve kept going but both women shuddered in orgasm, Linda moaned in Vanessa’s ears as they both glared at the screen, with her body shaking Vanessa refused to look away, needing to watch her husband and his freakishly big cock work.

The morning chimes tolled throughout the tower and Vanessa reluctantly untangled herself from her once career lovers. She showered alone, for her first shower of the day the only person allowed to join her was her husband, and only because he’d just walk in and shove her to her knees or shove his huge cock up one of her holes then go to town. It was a great way to start the day. 

The mentors lounge has been expanded for this special games. Two tiers of seating with the first level acting as mentors main area during the games. All twelve districts had their “private” areas set into the floor a couple of steps like every year with each districts section almost double the usual size. The mentors only area was a separate room off of the main lounge instead of a level above with elevators, it was surrounded by glass so the sponsors and VIP’s could watch even when they weren’t allowed to interact with their favorite victors. 

The back of the room held a small hallway that lead to a private room, the “Fuck Lounge” as it had been dubbed by the mentors, any mentor could fuck any other mentor for the entertainment of sponsors, it had been decided that the mentors should have a chance to perform and help their tributes. Vanessa he spent a whole day in there fucking the district one mentor Hercules, he wasn’t the tallest career, title was held by a stud ironically named Tower, but he was up there. The man was wrapped in layers of bulky muscle and usually spent his time fucking multiple women. Vanessa spent a whole day with him, just her and his calf thick twenty seven inch long cock. He was energetic and he was aggressive, two things she appreciated in a lover.

As usual when a mentor appeared in the lounge they made a display of themselves. Today Vanessa wore only a Clamp thong, a thin strip of fabric that fit between the groin area and her ass, rounded portions at each end had been treated so they adhered to the skin on contact so there wasn’t a string or strip securing it around her waist. That’s all she wore to cover herself, she’d accessorized with a chain choking collar around her neck with a three foot leash. She’d covered herself in oil to make her body shine under the lights, her Oiled Body enhancement already did that but the added layer gave her some “pop”.

She smiled and greater everyone she passed regardless of who they were cheering for or mentoring. She went to the district seven area first. Every mentors area had a set of screens hanging in the middle to ensure wherever you sat you could watch the action, this was always focused on the districts tributes. Today the screens had the live feed of Allen and Cynthia, still fucking in that safe room. She grinned seeing one man waiting for her arrival, Herc. The big man had his dark hair falling down the back of his head like a lions mane, his huge arms crossed his chest and seemed bigger than they were last she’d seen him, it was entirely possible, he threw her around a lot and most of the positions he put her in had her looking away from him.  His bulge was obvious, his brown leather pants were holding on for dear life against the size of his groin. She could almost hear the leather creaking like it was starting to give way.

“Have you been waiting long baby?” She said with a breath soaked in desire. His response was to grab her leash and pull. He grinned as she yanked he against him. His big free hand grabbing and squeezing her ass so hard his fingers left marks, Vanessa moaned at the treatment. He pushed her to her knees. By this point sets of eyes had turned to watch. He held the leash tight cutting off her air, or so the sponsors thought, and kept her positions to stare at his bulge. He held her like that until her eyes teared up and drool trickled from her lips, she was drooling for his thick fuck pillar. Minutes passed before he yanked her to her feet.

“I’m gonna spend three days fucking your throat into your fucking womb.” He snarled. During a regular enhancement games mentors weren't allowed to physically interact outside of handshakes of claps on the back in the main lounge. This year they could to everything but have sex, she’d made out with couple of the lady mentors day one, they’d been stopped when Mina, mentor for district ten, slid a her fingers into Vanessa’s pussy as the district seven mentor made a meal of her giant tits as best she could, they were bigger than big. Her husband Sam had been reaped and already eliminated in the games.

The titanic titted victor now had to make a choice, give up her slaves and live in the capital as an on call sextoy or be absorbed into another victors harem as a sex slave. With married victors competing this year the capital thought it would be a good idea to tie the spouses fate to the tributes. Vanessa hoped she wouldn’t have to face that choice and giving her tributes a safe space to perform and show off their bodies was a calculated risk. Every hour they spent fucking was one less they could be hunting and gaining seize and special enhancements. If they were entertaining enough she could give each up to three enhancements, including rare and some unique gifts brand new to the games. 

Vanessa rose to meet Herc’s eyes then kissed him wildly. She moaned into his mouth, he squeezed and slapped her massive tits and ass, their exchange drew some eyes from the crowded room. “Not yet baby, your throat slut needs to work.”

“Don’t make me wait.”

“I will if it means you’ll be rough with me.” She cooed. “You know I love it rough.” She added. He gave her an evil grin and pushed her away, he had to maintain his character after all. Vanessa made a show of looking flustered, equally worried and horny, a games attendant moved up to check on her but she waved him off, using that hand to start rubbing her pussy.

“Miss, I remind you openly masterbating around the sponsors is against the rules..” He said loud enough to be heard.

“I’m sorry, I just get so worked up, I have specimens like Hercules bullying me, which makes me painfully wet, and I’m here watching my husband fuck his mentor harder than he’s ever fucked me.” She half shouted pretending the room was more noisy than it actually was. “It’s all so fucking hot!”

The attendant gave her an evil quieter warning, more for visual appeal, and left her alone. She saw a dozen well dressed sponsors start heading her way, she made a mental note to “gift” that attendant some time with her later, in appreciation for knowing he was being used like that. The sponsors strolled into her sitting area and she smiled, the closest to her checked in her but she waved their concerns away. She as fine, truly, she was fantastically horny but that was normal for her now. 

With perfect timing she saw Allen haul Cynthia up and bend her over some table that miraculously didn’t break. In a single move he stepped back and ran/leapt/thrust forward spearing Cynthia’s juice gushing cunt. “Oh GOD!!! YOU’RE TOO FUCKING BIG!” She screamed in a horse voice. “Stop baby! You’re too big! I can’t…” his hand slapping her across the face then grabbing her by the neck and shaking her brought an early end for her shoot.

“Shut up and take it.” He growled. “You!” Slap. “Stupid!” Slap, “fucking cow.” Slap and a shove into the ground. Looking in Cynthia’s eyes made Vanessa’s pussy shamelessness gush.

‘Don’t loose baby.’ she thought before giggling and grinning with enough emphasis her entire body bounced. ‘I’m doing everything I can for you.’ She took a slow breath and went to work. “I hope you guys are enjoying the show. My husband is really putting that tree trunk dick to the test.” She said with a wink.