Hero Tales Comics - Tomes of Gia: Hottest Calaufia (Krom, Atla, & Sol'Ah) (Patreon)

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  While Bressa and Vollum busied themselves with father Anuk upon Lustveil, Sol’Ah and Atla would roar in contest atop howling Krom. Their quims dually soaked as both goddesses took turns upon him in the heart of Bressa’s favorite glade. Their trio carried on with intense fervor. Sucking, bucking, kneading, and thrusting among Bressa’s beloved wild flowers and honeyed succulents, Krom proved himself a beast in his own right to the divine beauties.

TWHAP! THWAP! BLAP! PLAP!

Atla galloped until her fine umber body went slick with sweat, only for it to flit away as steam from her sculpted form from the heat their tryst caused.

AH! HUFF! AHH! HUFF! AHHH! HUFF! OooOh! “This one bears good sport as well", Atla confessed while taking her ride upon him. “Not even your accursed body heat unseats him, Sol'Ah”.

T'was true. Krom and his brood were, indeed, made of stern stuff. Their bodies, though of flesh, were highly durable and could adapt to the extreme elements they oversaw.

Atla puffed and huffed atop Krom's meaty slab --deep bronze and thickest of his brood-- and one of the rare men-things Atla openly struggled reigning alone. Her ruckus carried so loud and hard the earth itself rumbled at her every bounce upon those manly hips, ceasing only for the earth muther to howl from the more crippling climaxes.

The dark hued earth muther’s golden bangles and barbell piercings went red. The added heat of her adornments only stoked her lust further still.

Sol'Ah's ride atop the primal sire was no less ferocious.

TWHAP! THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!

OoOoH! YES!

The sun muther wailed, coasting on both the struggle and reward of that dense man-stud's throbbing meat, deep in her hot insides.

"I could enjoy this for ages!"

Her own rising passion made the air around them churn and swelter. Her famed red hair turned a deep scarlet in response. Flames licked the air as she bounced upon the impish man-stud’s muscular lap. Krom watched the divine hind rising and dropping where he sat, grappled to spot by those immense beauties' powerful legs, and saw the goddess’ work to be most good.

OOoOH! You’re makin’ a right hot pyre atop that cock, lady-thing”, spoke Krom. His terse tongue a product of keeping (mostly) beasts as his company.

WHAP! BLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sounds of their mating echoed all throughout the garden, stirring even the imps from their shadows to watch the spectacle.

 Father Krom, tamer and first shepherd to all Gia's wild beasts, used his great strength, uncanny endurance, and dense bludgeon of a slab to rut the goddesses good and well in that lush garden. Atla’s supremely sculpted mahogany thighs eventually entwined with Sol’Ah’s sun-kissed flanks. Together, they pinned Krom at the neck and root. The unruly man-thing (barely standing at half their height) was had for many climaxes betwixt the almighty muthers and their grandest gifts.

All the while, their collective heat rose. Their thrashing only grew more intense as man and women became better attuned to the mating sport. Their three-pronged tryst was of such heated passion that, whilst sawing his hard-used slab between their hot quims, with a spark of Sol’Ah’s burning mane and embers from Atla’s own clanking golden bangles, the glade itself lit ablaze!

Bressa’s golden fields burned for six suns and seven moons, while the trio carried on their lustful work. By Sepulcra’s rise on that seventh day, only the goddesses and their stud remained…

The once lush landscape had been roiled to a steaming crater within Gia herself. Bressa’s beloved fields had been turned to shifting crimson sands, flecked with gold from Atla’s chinked armlets. The earthly work of goddess and man-thing combined had changed the very land itself.

And when the bliss of their final orgasms subsided, they would name that sweltering land Calaufia.

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~ O&R