MILF Wave (1)
MILF Wave (1)
—Aaah, aaaahn!!
Moans of ecstasy echoed across all of Olympus.
Praying inside his cave, Prometheus watched the flames and clenched both fists.
"I knew it...! My choice was not wrong!"
Zeus's stomach.
Epimetheus moved her hips up and down in a vulgar pose.
Squatting with both feet planted tight beside Zeus's pelvis, she panted and pounded herself on him.
—Aaahn, it's the best...! Cock, cock is the best...!
Her waist swayed all on its own.
Movements growing steadily more practiced.
All of it a masterpiece Zeus had created without lifting a single finger.
—Haah, haah...! Lord Zeus, how is my pussy...? Are you satisfied...?
Despite being in a sexual act she had not wanted, a woman of only a little experience swayed her hips and sweetened her voice for Zeus.
—You like it...! If you like it, then please, a creampie right in my womb...! Hiyaaahng...♡ My belly's going to fill up with Lord Zeus's seed...!
Epimetheus is Prometheus's younger sister.
The sight of his little sister bouncing her body up and down before everyone's eyes could hardly be called a pleasant sight.
But Prometheus had been waiting for this very spectacle.
Through the lovemaking beyond the flames, he could confirm the future he had seen.
Zeus's victory.
Epimetheus moving her body of her own accord was a powerful sign heralding that triumph.
"Ah, aah...!"
Prometheus stretched both hands toward the flames and wept.
For Prometheus, the scene before his eyes was one he could not watch without weeping.
The bitter humiliations he had suffered under Cronus.
The insults he had endured, being told that a prophet who couldn't even prophesy was useless.
Even when he spoke the truth he was scorned, and even when he gave honest counsel, only days of suffering followed.
"My choice was never wrong...!"
He would finally put an end to such a painful history, and now under the master of a new era, he would enjoy a new life.
No one had believed him.
No one had listened to Prometheus's words.
When Prometheus had hinted that Zeus would win, they had merely sneered that the prophet's gift of prophecy had turned to rubbish.
But now it was different.
—Ah, aahn...! More, more, give me more...! Fill me up inside...! Heeeung...!! Once more...no, three more times...!
His little sister had become a female beast.
Like an animal in heat, she craved cock of her own accord, revealing to the whole world that she had cum again and again before everyone's eyes.
—If it goes over ten...? Hyut, then...if there happen to be more prisoners later, please release them in their stead...! Inside me, heuut, please hold me until I faint...!
Yet she felt no shame.
—When you get speared by a cock like this, heuuk, anyone would lose their mind...!
Epimetheus blamed Zeus for turning her into a female in heat.
Zeus didn't bother denying it.
He merely smirked and, now and then, lightly bucked his hips upward to torment Epimetheus achingly.
—Aaaahn! I love it so much when you give me just one rough thrust like that...!
—Every time your cock pierces my cervix my whole body shudders from the numbing shock...!!
—Once you taste this, you can never, ever go back...!
—Aaaaaaaahn——!!
Climax.
It would probably ring out across the entirety of Greece, down even to the deepest depths of Tartarus.
And everyone would see and hear.
The sex of Zeus.
The power of the being called Zeus.
And through such a display, Zeus would gain a great advantage.
The envy of men?
No.
It was the furtive desire of the female Titans.
"...The female Titans do harbor grievances against Cronus, but no matter whose son you are, they cannot readily pledge their allegiance to the child of Cronus."
Countless female Titans would be watching this scene right now.
The only female Titan present was Epimetheus, but the other Titans would be watching this spectacle clearly with their own eyes from afar.
Perhaps even Cronus was observing from a distance through his authority.
The sun and the moon were each watching this scene simultaneously from east and west, so what they saw and heard could spread across the whole world.
And they would think.
That Zeus was not the same sort as Cronus.
That he was a male who knew how to embrace a woman, a male utterly different from a brute who simply violated a body and finished.
"Anyone who has mingled bodies with Zeus will take Zeus's side. Even if that person...is not someone who mingled by their own will like Epimetheus, but a woman who was raped."
He had essentially set his little sister up as a sacrificial lamb, but Prometheus hoped Epimetheus would become one of Zeus's 'saintesses.'
"Once impaled on Lord Zeus's cock, you cannot move a muscle and become a prisoner of that cock."
Women who, the moment they were impaled, shuddered in pleasure of their own accord and then volunteered to become sex slaves to Zeus's cock.
Everyone would become curious.
What would it feel like to be speared by Zeus's cock?
—And this man...what would he be like inside a temple...?
If Cronus was a beast who knew nothing but rape, then Zeus could be called the ideal Rape Fiend that all women dreamed of.
He took them by force but did not humiliate the woman.
He possessed them against their will but did not wound the woman.
He thrust his cock in as he pleased but did not tear off their clothes by force.
The ultimate male who could satisfy a woman's fantasy of being roughly violated by a man was right in front of their eyes.
Sex performed with 'consideration for the woman.'
In the future Prometheus had seen, Zeus had embraced countless women.
And not a single one of those women said she disliked having sex with Zeus.
Both men violated women, yet one caused only blood and tears to flow across an entire continent.
"A virgin's blood is far better than tears of blood."
That was why Prometheus had chosen Zeus.
The fruits of having quietly assisted him ever since bringing the emetic had at last come to light.
"...My apologies, but this is your victory, Cronus."
—Aaaahn——!!
At his little sister's moans, shrieking in pleasure, Prometheus raised his head toward the ceiling.
"This is the karmic retribution for devouring your children."
Squelch.
"And little sister, by now you too should have realized."
Prometheus clapped his hands toward Epimetheus, who had climaxed with her tongue lolling out, flushed bright red.
"That Lord Zeus is a great cock, and that no one can stop him."
"..."
"Ah, no. A great being."
* * *
"Aheung..."
Flump.
Epimetheus collapsed forward.
I gathered up the woman, completely out of her senses and unconscious, and rose to my feet.
"She came three times. Still, she fainted."
I pulled my cock out of Epimetheus.
A cradle of earth formed beside me and gently wrapped around the unconscious Epimetheus.
"So that makes three hundred?"
"Hiik...!"
Terror began to fill the eyes of the Titan soldiers.
If they had been gazing at the sex between me and Epimetheus with eyes of envy just moments before, now that the pleasure of sex had ended and cold reality crashed down, they were gripped by fear.
"I still need to cum seven more times..."
"Sh-she fainted, so just cum anyway!"
"What?"
"You can just shove it in and cum!"
Crack.
"Bullshit."
I stomped on the head of the Titan who had spoken out of turn.
A searing smell rose as he sizzled from the lightning, but I paid no mind and crushed him under my dirt-smeared shoe.
"What fun is there in fucking an unconscious woman, not even a sleeping one?"
An unresponsive pussy has no meaning.
A sleeping woman's pussy at least offers the thrill of worrying you might wake her, but a pussy on a woman who has already passed out—what kind of tightness could that possibly have even if you keep thrusting into it!
"Don't just think about blindly thrusting. Make the woman move her own hips. Yeah? A real man should manage at least that much."
Thwack.
I kicked the bastard in the head.
I was slightly worried his neck bone might snap, but even if you try to kill a Titan, they simply will not die.
"I shall grant you mercy. The remaining seven shots, I will wake this woman and put them inside her. So leave Olympus right now while I am letting you go! If you do not leave now..."
I pointed at my lower body and gave a vile grin.
"I will personally rape your wives and daughters."
This was not surrendering to coercion.
It was not bowing before the mighty power called Zeus.
It was an unavoidable choice to protect one's family.
'I am merely helping you score points at home.'
Therefore, it was in no way a stain on the 'honor' that Titans valued above all else.
"Poseidon, Demeter. Drive every last one of them down the mountain."
I scooped up Epimetheus and turned away.
I had no intention of continuing the scuffle against enemies who had already lost their will to fight.
Does the battle matter?
Over there, a black-haired beauty who had performed a dazzling meritorious deed unseen by others was waiting for me, writhing her body in anticipation of my cock!
"Let me proclaim clearly to any who covet Olympus."
I raised Astrape high into the sky and declared.
"Those who covet Olympus. If you are a woman, you shall be raped by me. If you are a man..."
I announced to the whole world a threat that would terrify all Titans.
"I will take your mothers, your sisters, your daughters, and your wives. With this cock."
Just as I had taken Rhea from Cronus.
* * *
The force led by Epimetheus was defeated.
The news quickly spread across all of Greece, and accounts of Epimetheus's disgraceful conduct spread just as widely.
"Zeus has clearly played some sort of cheap trick! For a woman being violated to sway her own hips like that!"
"Indeed! In truth, Epimetheus was a collaborator! It was a staged act meant to break our fighting spirit!"
"Well said! I told my own wife to try doing it like Epimetheus and she was incredibly unwilling! It's plainly a fraud perpetrated by Zeus!"
The resentment of the male Titan gods deepened further.
But on the other hand, just as Prometheus had foreseen, certain movements began to stir in secret.
The road to the Underworld.
The River Styx.
"...It has already been an age since I last had sex. Ever since Cronus seized the throne...not even once."
Styx, the goddess who presided over the rivers flowing through the Underworld, stretched her hand toward her husband, who was trying to fall asleep the moment he lay down on the bed.
"Dear, tonight..."
"Off with you. I am not in the mood today."
"But the last day I lay with you was..."
"Aish, noisy! When I tell you to spread them, you should quietly spread them, but you talk too much! Tch, now my mood is ruined!"
Her husband departed.
No doubt he was off to dote on the young nymph concubine he had acquired after a long while.
"Mother..."
The woman beside Styx, Nike, approached Styx with worried eyes.
"Are you all right...?"
"Daughter."
Styx clasped Nike's hand with cold eyes.
"Go to Olympus together with Kratos, your brother. Become...my envoy."
"Y-you mean, I should do that with Zeus...? N-no, I can't! To move my body like that in front of everyone—I can't do it!"
"No, daughter."
Styx smiled bitterly and kicked the bed aside.
"The mixing of bodies shall be done by me. You two go seize the future."
After Epimetheus's act.
The married goddesses who had lived sexless lives for aeons began to move, one by one.