Out of Control (part 2) (Patreon)

*Apologies for the shamefully bad sex scene. Not my best writing! Two shots to make up for it, a close up and a bird's (or jet's) eye view.

She pulled her mouth away from his cock and smiled up at him before softly pushing on his stomach and raising her eyebrows. Understanding and eager he lay back onto the city. Block after block after block vanished beneath him. His cock stood rigid, hundreds of feet into the air, far higher than the tallest building the city had to offer. She barely missed a beat as she stroked it, never taking her hand from it, continuing to work it as she repositioned herself. 

Now she had a flash of inspiration. Looking around for a moment she spied the largest skyscraper she could find. A downtown office building where hundreds of people would have been cowering or watching, as their day had been turned upside down by the couple’s incredible growth. Wrapping her fingers around it as delicately as she could she plucked it from the ground, tearing it up from its foundations as easily as if she was plucking a flower. Pausing for a moment she swilled her mouth, and then let down a long stream of bubbly spit directly down onto his titanic glans, and quickly massaged it down to created a layer of lubricant. Without a pause, she ran her fingers across the surface of the skyscraper, breaking all the windows, and sprinkled the contents over him. Hundreds of people fell screaming from the now open floor levels, before they landed and stuck to the glistening saliva. Not wasting any time the woman wriggled her hips until her pussy nestled up against his head. She waited there for a moment, delicately nuzzling her lips against him, teasing her clit, before she slowly sank down and took the hundreds of feet of cock into her.

The choppers circled but there was little they could do. There was some chat over the radio about picking up survivors but even as they got close enough to hear the screams of the people struck to the titanic shaft as she rose, they were buffeted back by the colossal winds that their movement produced. As she pumped harder and faster the choppers had to fall back, they simply could not move fast enough to escape a mountain as it drops from the sky. Buildings were reduced to rubble for several square miles as the earth shook mercilessly. For nine minutes the pounding continued, now faster, now slower, changing in rhythm and intensity as they shifted and changed positions. In the end they cried out and clenched, before shuddering and relaxing. Their orgasm has shattered the city. There were no more windows left to break. The remains of buildings, neighbourhoods, and parks were covered in a thick cloud of dust as the giants cuddled and dozed.