Power Hose (Story) (High Res)

Power Hose

Overcome with an unfathomable desire to dominate and tear, like a lion ripping a beautiful gazelle apart, starting with its genitals – Macha tore into her suitor’s clothes to reach her softest parts but blinded by a furious lust and an ache that would tear a planet asunder she could not resist the soft warmth of such supple flesh and the hate-lust that fuelled her torrential explosion would see her blow her first salvo without first tasting any blood.

Her suitor held on for life as she was overwhelmed, as if she had been caught in the tropical waters of a tsunami, blowing cars and houses and tiny men and women aside. Macha’s suitor could not speak, nor scream her terror or pleasure – word-thoughts has fled her mind when her garments, her outer shell had been so easily penetrated.

Macha’s rippling biceps coiled and were taut as she instinctively pulled her suitor towards her as if to spear right through her core. The straps to her golden heels could barely contain the force of her mountainous legs, her calf-boulders. Her blue varicose veins pumped simmering blood to her heaving lungs from which an animal’s bellow exhaled. Exhaled at the release of her life - giving torrent, sopping her suitor’s beautiful locks in musky fluid, Macha’s areolas puckered, her grip tightened and her tongue forced drool from her feast-ready mouth.

The majority of her first salvo landed some ways ahead but still her thick ropes did meld with her suitor’s hair. Such a thing would no doubt be good for the scalp.

As Macha’s suitor sighed in relief, partly thankful it was over. She would no doubt curse the islands of Megatheria and the cruel things that happened therein, because the ravenous beast poised at the brink of her entrance had not yet had her fill.

- Written by OXE