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I’m going to die, Venus thought. I’m going to die split in half.

But she couldn’t move, couldn’t go anything but brace herself for more of the centaur’s fucking. It was as if she were attached to the platform, her hands and knees a part of it. She felt the monster’s glossy fur rubbing against her naked back, felt the heat of his body entering her alongside his manhood. Her body felt hugely swollen, from the curve of her ass to the pit of her stomach. Her asshole burnt and sweltered, on fire with sympathy for her poor cunt.

“Oh fuck!” she moaned. “Ahhhh!”

Venus tossed her head from side to side and caught a glimpse of Aphrodite watching her, mouth gaping open, her eyes big and glazed.

Aphrodite touched herself in exhilaration, leaning in close to watch the horse cock plunging inside of Venus. “Fuck that bitch, fuck that mare!” she muttered crazily, her hand twitching rhythmically between her legs.

For a moment, Venus felt shame and embarrassment. However painful her passion was, she’d still all but forgotten about Aphrodite. Here she was, being fucked by a horse dick while another woman watched. But whatever trepidation she had about the combination of voyeurism and absolute sexual excess vanished—washed away by how wild Chiron was becoming, growing more excited with every thrust he made into her.

The centaur pawed with his front hooves and danced on his hind legs, the cords above creaking and rustling as they kept his weight from crushing Venus. Working with their support, Chiron swung himself in a fast rhythm, making his loins crackle against Venus’s hindquarters again and again—stuffing her with cock each and every time.

He’s magnificent, Venus thought, a haze of pleasure shutting out the cringing pain. So powerful! Oh, and he’s so far inside me—further than some women have put their fists!

She’d never been fucked this hard before and couldn’t conceive that she’d be fucked this way again and again, that this orgiastic exuberance was her new lot in life as Goddess of Love.

The horse-cock penetrated deep into her body, further than any human prick had managed. Its head was as big as her fist, the shaft as big around as her wrist. It stretched every straining inch of Venus’s inner walls, sending sensations through Venus’s loins so intense that she could barely call them pleasurable.

Chiron was in a frenzy, fucking to harvest every bit of pleasure he could from the tightness of Venus’s cunt—and it was nothing but tightness. He whinnied, grunted, plunged his cock into Venus’s body like it was a flag of ownership.

She felt his hot precum soaking into her enormously reamed sex, felt the friction of his thrusts sending millions of tiny electric shocks into her folds. As the massive phallus slid through her, she came all but involuntarily—warm cream frothing from her ravaged sex and running down her legs.

Her tension mounted even higher, rushing onward past her first burst of orgasm, and Venus couldn’t help it, she couldn’t control it at all. “I’m coming!” she gasped. “Mercy, mercy, you’re making me come too hard!”

She felt lightning strike in her yielding core, in her stiffened nipples, in her fingers and toes as they curled. Her clit swelled, growing large and hard as if to fit all the sensations inside it. The storm stabbed the end of her clit and her sex contracted, making Venus feel the suction of its rapture throughout all her body, and it was as if all of her was surrendering to the feelings in this tiny sheath between her legs.

“Ohhhhhh!” she cried. “OHHHH!”

Chiron’s front hooves pedaled in the air as he forced Venus to take more, ramming his prick in so deep that Venus panted like a woman in labor. He stretched her spasming folds until it seemed impossible that another inch could fit inside them. She screamed.

Another orgasm hit her, tormenting her with new spasms and more pleasure that her straining body was forced to accommodate. Then, Chiron let out a loud snort and gave Venus the only thing she hadn’t already taken.

A deluge of cum washed against her cervix, as forceful as a flash flood. Venus gasped, feeling spurt after spurt punch its way to her ovaries—sure that the next eruption would push out of her gaping mouth.

His cum was shockingly hot and the heat spread, penetrating further into her body with each drop that was pumped into her. His load was so abundant that its excess was running out of her womanhood even as more was shot inside.

Venus addictively circled her hips, churning her pussy around on Chiron’s horse-cock to give herself more stabs of pleasure, even if they were harsh enough to burn. It felt so good that she found herself howling with laughter like an adrenaline junkie on some amusement park ride.

As Chiron drained his balls to the last in her, he pulled out and immediately divested himself of the halter. Venus dropped forward, her breasts crushed against the straw bed, too exhausted to care even if the centaur started stomping on her with his hooves.

“Wow, he really seeded you,” Aphrodite said in halting awe. “You really must be on a good contraceptive. I never let him do that inside me…”

Venus was about to answer her when Chiron tromped over her fallen body and placed the tip of his cock at her lips. What he wanted was obvious; Venus was about to remind him that it was her first day and even she wasn’t ready to fucked like that, then give a blowjob. Then she felt something else between her legs.

She looked down and saw Aphrodite’s head between her thighs. “What are you doing?”

“I was sharing,” Aphrodite answered. “I shared Chiron with you and now you’re going to share his cum with me. Unless you want it all to yourself?”

Venus couldn’t say that she did. Especially not when Aphrodite carefully ran her tongue up and down the delicate tautness between her quivering thighs—along her well-fucked sex.

She moaned softly as this new pleasure began to seep into her… replacing the resounding hollowness left in the afterglow of Chiron’s fucking. Yes, this was a much better way to come down from that high than simply stopping.

Her moans became cries of heated lust as Aphrodite’s lips kissed their way to her splayed opening and the body-warm cum inside her instead of that which had spilled out of her overfull cunt.

It was just what the goddess was looking for. With a purr of approval, she buried her face in Venus’s sex. Sucking steadily, gently, not forcing Venus back up to the heights she’d reached with Chiron, but making her linger for a long time on the tingling delights of drifting back down.

Chiron cradled her head, lifting it so that his cum-dripping prick was directly aligned with her open mouth. He was so big he could manage that, even with his cock mounted all the way back at his hindquarters.

He stepped forward with his rear hooves until the trembling knob brushed against Venus’s lips invitingly. He groaned, clearly enjoying the contact, and Venus couldn’t say she hated it. Her lips were warm and eager as they kissed over Chiron’s broad cockhead; they parted when Chiron shifted forward, feeding himself into her accepting mouth.

She tasted his heavy, musky smoothness while feeling Aphrodite licking between her legs, enjoying the same flavor. Chiron jerked back and forth as he got deep enough for Venus’s mouth to tense on his glans with every gulp and swallow, massaging the sensitive, swollen end of his manhood.

So he wants to give me more, huh? Venus thought. Well, then I’ll be getting more! A lot more!

She would suck him until he pleaded with her to stop, until she was sure there was nothing left to drain from his balls. She would milk him until he didn’t have one drop more for her ravenous mouth.

And Chiron had the same idea.

Fisting his hands in her hair, he rammed his prick even further down her throat. Quaking wildly as his manhood exploded, like it was too full of passion to soften any other way.

Again Venus swallowed his eruption, this time with another set of lips, while Aphrodite drank thirstily from the first set. Her hips danced her pussy against Aphrodite’s face until she had to push the goddess away, looking down in disbelief at the lithe tongue between her labia and all the pleasure it had given her.

Then Aphrodite started up Venus’s body, clearly intent on more of Chiron’s seed—and more of her successor’s flesh under her lips.

In a final gesture of approval, Aphrodite lowered her face to Venus’s. Her tongue came out of her perfect lips and licked hungrily up Venus’s chin, taking her first taste of fresh cum and of Venus’s own lips. Then her tongue tickled its way into Venus’s mouth—Venus willingly allowing her lips to part and letting Aphrodite’s tongue probe inside until there was no more of Chiron’s leavings to extract. Then the kiss ended, with Aphrodite running her tongue over Venus’s face, tasting her alone.

“Oh, Aphrodite,” Venus sighed and threw her arms around the other woman’s sylphlike body. “I think I’m going to like being the goddess of love.”

Aphrodite lay her head on Venus’s still-swollen breasts and happily allowed herself to be caressed. “I think I’m going to like it too,” she said, and cooed at the feel of being on the receiving end of a goddess’ ministrations instead of doling them out.