Striker of The Gods

The Siberian Depths

Olga’s words had barely left her lips: Tomorrow… I want to show you something no one else has seen when Caos’s control finally snapped, and you can guess what it is. It is not easy to imagine what love could be for those who desire to be one with the art of love.

As far as porn not being real life, this is only my opinion, but I mean… some of it is? You don’t have to follow a script or do exactly what they do, but for someone who is visual, I don’t think an idea you got while watching porn is a bad thing. Look at it this way: anything you want to do or try has almost certainly been filmed by someone, and yep, it is probably on the internet. You don’t need to (nor should you) become a porn star and assume just because it’s porn it must be what everyone wants, but at the same time, a visual gives you a better idea of mechanics.

(Chaos in his mind)

Chaos: Oh, you silly mysterious womanly creature…how can one ever predict your ever-changing moods and feelings? How could I possibly know what strange turmoil in your heart has caused you to be so cruel to me? Clearly I must simply weather this storm until a random burst of love flows through you and dissipates this foul mood.

There are free 'how-to' videos on various porn tubes. Oral sex, whatever. People will walk you through it, either on a person or on a toy. Just see it as a resource and don’t hesitate to learn what you can. If you’re confident and comfortable, overthinking decreases (in my experience).

HAHAHA! You think you can control me! The secret to enlightenment and great sex is revealed to be one and the same in this groundbreaking manual for the adventurous. You have to experience it firsthand.

The Chaos Heart did not ask permission.

In one fluid, superhuman motion, he cut her off mid-sentence. His hand gripped the back of her thick raven hair and pulled her into a crushing kiss, devouring her mouth with raw, violet hunger. Olga moaned into him, her massive body shuddering as he lifted her effortlessly despite her towering 2.45-meter frame. In that sense, no one could imagine how destroyed she is going to be left behind. After all, she dared to challenge the storm.

He carried her to the edge of the steaming geothermal pool and bent her over the smooth stone ledge, her enormous W-cup breasts smashing heavily against the warm rock, nipples hard as diamonds. Her massive hips and ass were presented to him like an offering, wide, powerful, and dripping with arousal.

Caos freed his cock.

Twenty inches of thick, throbbing, vein-ridged perfection, glowing faintly violet at the head, pulsing with singular power.

Olga’s ice-blue eyes widened with a mix of shock, lust, and challenge as she felt the massive head press against her soaked folds.

Olga (voice already breaking):

Fuck— That’s… that’s not going to fit—

She never finished the sentence.

Caos thrust forward with merciless force.

The first ten inches speared into her tight, velvet heat in one savage stroke, stretching her walls obscenely around his impossible girth. Olga’s scream of pleasure and pain echoed through the chamber like thunder. Her huge body convulsed, massive breasts jiggling violently as her inner muscles clamped down desperately around him.

Caos (growling, voice distorted with Chaos Heart Resonance):

You wanted the storm.

Now take every fucking inch.

He didn’t ease in. He conquered.

With brutal, relentless power he drove the remaining ten inches into her, bottoming out against her cervix as his heavy balls slapped against her clit. Olga’s eyes rolled back, tongue lolling as she was impaled on his 20-inch monster. Her powerful hips bucked wildly, trying to adjust to the mind-breaking fullness, but Caos gave her no mercy.

He fucked her like he trained: insane, singular, and without limits.

Each thrust was a 300 mph piston, slamming into her with enough force to make her enormous breasts swing like pendulums and slap loudly against the stone. The wet, obscene sounds of her stretched pussy being ruined filled the chamber—schlick-schlick-SCHLAP-SCHLAP—as he railed her deeper than any man had ever reached.

Olga (screaming, voice hoarse and broken):

OH MY GOD—! TOO BIG—! YOU’RE SPLITTING ME APART—! DON’T STOP—! FUCK ME HARDER—!

Caos grabbed her wide hips with bruising strength and used her like a toy, pounding her with savage, machine-like precision. Every thrust made her massive ass ripple. Every withdrawal dragged her swollen lips obscenely along his veined length before he slammed back in to the hilt.

He flipped her onto her back on the warm stone, her long legs spread obscenely wide as he mounted her again. Her enormous W-cup breasts bounced wildly with every devastating thrust. He leaned down and sucked hard on one fat nipple while railing her even deeper, the head of his 20-inch cock battering her womb with every stroke.

Olga came violently, screaming, squirting around his massive shaft, her powerful body convulsing as her pussy clenched like a vice. But Caos didn’t slow. He fucked her through it, then through a second, then a third orgasm, turning the proud daughter of Russia into a moaning, drooling mess.

Caos (growling against her neck, thrusting impossibly faster):

This is what chaos feels like inside you.

Take it. All of it.

With a final, earth-shaking roar, he buried himself to the hilt and unleashed. Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded her womb in powerful jets, overflowing instantly and pouring down her thighs in creamy rivers. Olga’s belly visibly swelled from the sheer volume as she came again, eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

They collapsed together in the steaming water, his 20-inch cock still buried deep inside her twitching pussy, pulsing with aftershocks.

Olga clung to him, trembling, her massive body wrapped around his like she never wanted to let go.

Olga (whispering breathlessly, voice wrecked):

No one… has ever… fucked me like that.

I think you just ruined me for every other man on Earth.

Caos smirked, violet eyes glowing as he slowly rolled his hips, still hard inside her.

Caos:

Good.

Because I’m nowhere near finished with you tonight.

The Siberian night had only just begun.

To be continued…