Ares smirked as he turned around and sat down on the throne of the Amazon Queen, looking as frustratingly as handsome and confident as he had always been.
With nothing but a bottle of Nectar in his hand, the war God was stark naked, with his monstrous cock, which wasn't even hard but was already over fifteen inch long, out in the open. It stretched from his vascular lower pelvis, rising over the enormous, fleshy pouch of his testicles, then draping itself along bench and taking a downturn over the edge, the tip almost dangling to the floor of the tent while leaking thick dollops of hot semen like a loose faucet, dense with the virile sperm that he had been giving out for several women of the Amazon Tribe for the past twelve hours.
The Amazons were a tribe of female warriors that had existed for thousands of years, originally founded by Otrera, a daughter of Ares, making them similar to the Hunters of Artemis, except they were allowed to have relationships with men and continue their tribe through childbirths instead of just recruitments.
The matured Amazons could either choose to leave their homeland to go to the outside world, where they would seek out men that could give them strong children to continue their tribe, or wait for a God to come to them and grace them with his full glory.
While it was common knowledge that all Gods were horny beasts and would ravage them as soon as they got the chance, their children, demigods, were the strongest that they could get from men. Plus, due to the fact that most Amazons lived in isolation from men, the latter option seemed to have become the more popular choice in the modern era.
When he heard that it's that time of the year for the Amazons, Ares had decided to come himself, like he had done several times in the past. He was one of the Gods that they worshiped, with the first Queen being his daughter, so it was obvious for them to welcome him with their legs spread wide open. However, this time, Ares did not come alone, and brought with him his most skilled and trusted soldiers, those who had served under him for more than five centuries and accomplished great things in his name. It was his reward to them for their service, and the Amazon looked all too pleased that Ares himself had rewarded them with nothing but strong men.
When Ares arrived at the Amazons' homeland with two hundreds of his soldiers, both parties had had a mock battle to make it even more excited for the God of War and his men and also to give the latters a chance to prove them their strength. The battle itself lasted for three days, and while they fought with nothing but their bare hands and feet and got outnumbered by roughly five to one, it didn't take much time for Ares and his men to subdue the halfheartedly resisted women, stripped them naked, and fucked each of them almost as hard as he had fucked their current Queen, Ora, after beating her in combat.
Now, even after that battle had ended, and Ares was done breaking the Queen to his liking and fucked several of her closest guards, blessing them all with strong daughters with his seeds, the lewd and nudible toned bodies of the most beautiful female warriors were still being passed around camp like cheap whores as his soldiers had their ways with them while celebrating their victory with the finest foods and drink the other Amazons had prepared for them.
The whole campsite seethed with the smell of sex, and was still filled with the deep sexual moans and lustful cries of the Amazons as they gave themselves willingly to the strong warriors that had defeated and dominated them in combat to show their worth.
All of his soldiers were men that he had not allowed to have sex with anyone in months, some even in years... so it would take the Amazons a lot more time to satisfy them, even after they had done their duties of impregnating them.
Just as Ares was about to grab the nearest woman to continue his own path of sexual destruction among them, he heard a cheer of his men outside, and a familiar present coming closer to his tent. Smirking, the God of war shot to his feet, not even bothered to put some clothes on to cover his dick as he walked out of his tent and looked around.
A few of his soldiers were still fucking their captured trophies in their tents or on the ground, but most of the rest and their women had gathered in a wide circle around the campfire in front of his tent, cheering, whistling, masturbating and fucking to the woman dancing near the fire to the fast pace and sensual tribal music. Her outfit was an elegant red colored robe that seemed to hang loosely around her voluptuous form, but even so, it didn't seem to cover much.
Their eyes met, and Aphrodite gave him a wink before she continued to sexually appease to his soldiers, who went wild in lust and excitement when she lifted her robe up and showed them all how lewd she was underneath, wearing nothing but a sparkling chain around her toned, sexy stomach. Some of his men had already blown their loads, cumming so hard their semen went flying several feet ahead of them, but none seemed to be able to land even a hit on Aphrodite.
It did not matter how strong willed and battle hardened the warriors on both sides were, just her erotic presence alone was more than enough to drive them mad with lust, and bring most to orgasms... Even a God like him, who had been spending the past three thousand years fucking her, had begun to feel the effects of her dance, feeling his cock harden and becoming hornier and hornier with each swivel of his hips, and bounces in her steps.
As Ares took a long pull from his drink, feeling the powerful buzz of the divine alcohol as it washed through his body, Aphrodite once again lifted her robe up, but this time, she kept her hands underneath it while waving her hips and turning around, shaking her beautiful ass to all those who were watching before she moved them forward until both of her arms were crossed in front of her.
With that, she then started taking her robe up, slowly lifting it over her sensual body. Her boobs raised and then fell, bouncing deliciously before their eyes before she threw her outfit over her head and tossed it down the ground, standing before them naked with nothing but a few diamond accessories around her wrists, ankles and neck.
The Goddess moaned and put on a blissful smile as she ran her hands down her bountiful bosom, making it bounce as she arched her back and swiveled around with her perfect bubble ass on clear display. That was the last straw for Ares' soldiers, and they all lost their mind to her. Almost at the same time, the ones that had been leaning toward her shot up to their feet and rushed toward Aphrodite with the intent to be the first to get to her. One man crashed into another in the way, and a whole fight broke out as soon as the first punch was thrown, with Aphrodite standing in the middle with a hand on her hip and a sultry smile on her face.
Ares watched as his men fought each other to get to her. This was exactly the reason while sex was her thing, no God, not even him, would invite her to this kind of event, where other females were the main attractions. While she was a capable fighter with her divine powers and control over floral plants, this was exactly how Aphrodite had always gone to battle with the Gods in the times of war. She was their distraction, their Trojan horse filled with aphrodisiac incense that could drive even the toughest of their enemies mad with their lust and turned them against each other.
Ares had seen fathers killing their sons, brothers in arms ending each other in a blood fest, and best friends stabbing each other in the back just for a chance to fuck that pussy, to feel those lips wrap around their manhoods, to see those amazing buttocks bounce against their pelvis while her ass took every inch... Even women were affected by her if so she chose and so it was the reason Aphrodite was considered one of the most dangerous Goddesses among the Greek Gods.
With his cock as hard as a rock now, Ares decided it's time for him to step in, and finished what was left inside his bottle of Nectar before tossing it behind his back. He then walked forward, his cock leading the way, and grabbed a soldier that was running straight toward Aphrodite, turning him around before punching him in the face, knocking him out. He then raised his foot and kicked away the next one, slamming his foot into his stomach before marching on. A soldier mindlessly attacked him from behind but Ares merely lifted another man up by his neck and spun around to throw him, causing him to crash into the general and knocking them both back.
It took him a moment, but finally he arrived before his lover Aphrodite, who raised both hands and sent out a faint pink mist. Ares breathed some of it in, and felt like his body was set on fire. Blood surged to his cock, and it became so hard it hurt, even enlarging even more to reach a whole new record for length. The God of war looked around, and saw that his men had stopped fighting and returned to fucking, either the lust driven Amazons, or even each other without a care. The whole orgy seemed to have been taken to a whole new level.
"That's what you get for not inviting me." The Goddess of sex purred and put a hand on his chest to shove him back. Ares just smirked, and waited for her to turn around with a fake attempt to leave to grab her from behind, his right arm coming around her torso and grabbing her left breast on the other side. Squeezing her breast hard enough to make the heavenly tit flesh to ooze out between his fingers, he pulled her back, and she lifted her ass up to mound his cock, sliding back until her perfect bubble ass pressed firmly against his pelvis.
"How about I make it up to you?" Ares asked, and with that, he began to fuck her, rearing his cock back while holding her still with one arm until only the swollen bulbous head remained inside before immediately shoving forward, knocking the wind out of his lover's lungs and making her squirt her juice all over the ground between her feet. Putting his other hand on her left, inner thigh, Ares lifted her up to really fuck his cock into her, her bouncy buttocks clasp against his abs and one another as he pulled her back simultaneously to his powerful thrust. In such position, she looked more of a cock sleeve, a sex toy for Ares to jerk his cock off than his lover, being left at his mercy and was unable to do anything but moan and hold onto the hand that was kneading her tits.
Aphrodite's vision blurred as Ares continued to hammer his cock into her tight ass, to the point that the campfires and the men and Amazon women in front of her became orange sparkles of light and blurry figures striving against one another. The massive, over two-foot penis of Ares pounded orgasm after orgasm out of her battered backside. Every time it burrowed into her bowel, it made a cylindrical shape in her taut, toned midsection, stretching her greedy insides into all-new shapes, like someone jamming a whole wooden log into her.
