***Disclaimer: This work of fiction deals with a lot of hyper sexuality, big tits, big dicks, lots of cum, lots of milk, and lots of breeding. Though there is a lot of misogynistic ideas, and ideas that border on non-consent; all of these characters are consenting adults.***
** Additional Tags: Sole Male, Mind Break, Ownership, Unrealistic Anatomy, (Talk of) Incest, Oral, Anal, Vaginal, Bukkake, Nipple Play, Cum Play, Roleplay, Worship, Religion Themes, MILF, Big Woman**
Sudden, bright light. Rich cerulean peaked between fluffy clouds, light refracting through their billows. The sun was warm on my skin, its light above me not unbearable, but seemed to be gently scattered through the clouds, leaving everything bright, but not blinding.
I took my time to lay on the ground and put together my senses. I was laying in a soft patch of cool grass, the air was slightly misty, enough that it made my skin tingle, but a gentle breeze kept it from lingering too long, a perfect mix of cool and warm. I breathed deep, the air was crisp and refreshing, faint, floral scents wafted around me.
Sitting up was surprisingly easy, my body felt light, strong. I was naked, sitting in a small meadow surrounded by wildflowers. The clouds above seemed closer now that I was up, their fluffy forms stretched down to the ground around me. Things- not bugs, but rather specks of light with wings- flitted from flower to flower. In hedges and trees not far from me I could hear the soft song of birds. Fountains filled the landscape, with courses of water running between them, adding their tranquil sound to the serene scene.
Subtle amid the rest of the noise, humming could be heard. It was sweet sounding, and almost... bewitching. I followed the sound, searching for its source. The earthbound clouds limited my view, the sun's dazzling rendering them almost opaque, but I could tell roughly where a path was set with smooth marble tile. The tile was the same material as most of the fountains, a quartzy marble with swirls of black through them that sparkled with color when they caught the light. All of it was free of weathering or damage- perfectly pristine.
I drew closer to the source of the humming. It was a calm, meandering tune. The gardens sloped up a hillside, the clouds formed into golden veils by the shaft of light that bathed its peak. I stepped through the shimmering haze and was greeted by the sight of a gorgeous woman lounging by a grand fountain. The fountain was like a swimming pool, spraying what looked like liquid gold in high arcs, glimmering with a rainbow of color as it caught the sun.
She reclined within a pile of plush, silken pillows, half naked with scant patches of gold fabric affixed over her nipples and vagina, but left little to the imagination. She was immediately striking- an unearthly beauty. Her skin was like opal, stark white with rainbows trapped within, bands of blue gold traced her body. At first I thought it was some form of jewelry, but it clung to her too tightly, clearly inlaid on her like a tattoo, wrapped around her arms, legs, waist, chest, and even up her neck. The wrappings along her arms and legs mimicked stockings and open hand gloves. Her face was soft and beautiful, her breasts large and heavy, her hips and thighs wide, her belly fairly flat with a modest padding of fat that made her look soft. She was decidedly matronly, and not quite in an innocent way, but in an erotic one, the fetishization of a mother. Behind her two pairs of feathery wings were folded up, tucked out of her way.
An angel. The only possibility in my mind. The ethereal look, the wings, the divine beauty. I understood why stories spoke of towns driven to chaos by lust for angels if they all shared her erotic form. She sat with half lidded eyes, one hand tracing shapes along her thigh, while the other gently fed her juicy looking grapes. She continued humming as she ate. I didn't even get to move closer before her eyes caught me, and she gave a contented purr.
"Oh, my love, you are awake."
I froze, I didn't recognize her, but the way she spoke it sounded as if she'd known me all my life- which she very well may have if she were my guardian angel of some sort. I would've stayed fixed and stared had I not become suddenly aware of my own nudity, and how attractive I found her, trying vainly to hide my genitalia from her.
"Do not be shy, there is nothing to be afraid of here." She gave a beckoning gesture with her finger and I wondered if she knew how erotic it seemed. "Be not shackled by your shame, my love.
I eased a little, unsure of why, but still too transfixed by the angel to truly care. I eased my hands to my sides and approached her at the peak of the hill. Her place was on a platform that overlooked the golden fountain and were it not for the density of the clouds it might have offered a wonderful view of the gardens as a whole.
From so close I could tell she was much bigger than a human woman, perhaps on the closer end of 8 foot. Her skin was even more dazzling, milky pale and pure with the illusion of looking through her into the rainbow matrices within like an opal. Her hair shone like polished silver and as fine and voluminous as I had ever seen natural hair. Her face was even more gorgeous than it seemed from afar, soft and round, with delicate features, her lips and eyes lined with a royal blue that I struggled to determine if it was paint or just her natural color, her eyes themselves a matching color.
Questions flooded me; Where am I? Was I dead? Was this Heaven? Who was she? Was she an angel? Was she my angel? Was she God? Could... could I touch her? Just to feel her skin? It looked so beautiful...
She smiled at me. Her full lips parting to show her perfect, shimmering teeth. "There's plenty of time for questions later, my love. Please, come, lay with me." Her voice was strong and lovely, but seemed to echo as if speaking all around me and directly into my mind.
She scooted a little and patted the large pillow in front of her. I felt a flush and a rush of dizziness through my head as my penis suddenly stiffened to full mast. The angel flicked her eyes to it for a moment, before wetting her lips with her tongue and reasserting that I join her with a soft chuckle.
"Do not be ashamed of your body, it's instincts are honest- not to speak of your gifted 'endowment.'" She flushed, her cheeks deepening their blue color.
With some bashfulness I approached and got down on the pillows in front of her, feeling a little daunted by her size as her beauty swallowed up my view. I sat where she had gestured and found myself face to face with her heavy, round breasts.
I looked up at her to try to discern if that was what she intended, and much to my excitement she smiled and pulled me closer. My face pushed between her plush mounds, my chest against her soft belly and my phallus wedged between her thick thighs.
She held her hand to the square of my back and sighed contentedly. I was wrapped in her warmth just by being near her and overwhelmed with her scent. Something sweet and floral that filled my lungs and made my mouth water, but beneath that was something much more bodily. Something that made my heart race. Her skin was soft, and I found myself pushing deeper into her, my arms wrapping around her, trying to feel her smooth skin against my own.
"It's so good to be with you at least, my love. Though it had only been a short time that I've known you, it's as if I've waited eons to feel your touch." She reached up to her breast and gently touched the bit of gold covering her nipples. Quickly it seemed to melt and spread across her skin revealing wide, pink areolas and a well-engorged teat. "I know of your proclivities, my love- let us feel pleasure together and I shall explain some of what is happening."
Her heavy tit hung just in front of my face, the nipple looking so eager to be sucked, I couldn't resist her offer. At first I shyly flicked my tongue at her sensitive nipple. Pleased to hear her breath catch a little before she sighed, I fully pressed my lips to her breast. I let my tongue roll her teat in my mouth as I sucked. Much to my surprise, and her audible delight, I tasted milk begin to flow. At first it was a few spare spurts, but soon she gave another pleasured sigh and the flow increased dramatically. It was warm, thick, and creamy, it flowed over my tongue and down my throat easily, coating everything. It didn't taste quite like cows milk, it was sweeter, richer, almost alcoholic. I felt my blood boil as I drank it down, my face flushing.
God, I felt horny. Not just from being so close to just a beautiful creature, but as if something deep inside of me were lit on fire, hazing my mind, and pushing heat deep into my loins. I broke suction to the angel's breast- getting a spray of milk in my face- to glance down. I must have been lost in her breast, because I hadn't noticed that she had an arm wrapped around my back holding me, while the other gently traced along my cock.
Wait, something else was strange. My penis was huge, at least 11 inches, and my balls looked so swollen, so full. I felt my head rush as I became aware of how much of a burning need I had to cum, of the lust inside of me building up.
The angel giggled. "You feel good, don't you? I can feel it. Just relax, breathe deep and listen to me."
I struggled to resist the urge to cum, and focused on her voice which was easy given its omnipresence.
