#growthtech

The wind whipped through my hair as I straddled him, my thighs stretching across entire blocks. The pavement below us cracked and trembled beneath our weight, the city reduced to a toy set sprawled out beneath our bodies.

God, we were huge.

The tallest skyscraper? That one barely reached my waist now. I couldn’t help but giggle when I noticed it. I reached back, running a hand down my wide, round ass, feeling the curve of it dwarf the skyline itself.

I glanced down at him, sprawled out beneath me, his chest like a rising mountain, thick with muscle and pulsing heat.

“Still with me, babe?” I purred, grinding my hips forward slowly, letting my slick folds tease along his length.

He groaned, deep and primal, echoing across the city like thunder.

“I need you,” he growled up at me, his eyes locked on my massive breasts as they bounced with every slow, deliberate thrust of my hips. “God, you’re perfect.”

I smirked, planting my feet hard on either side of his hips—each heel leaving a crater the size of a city block—and began to ride him, harder, deeper. The ground quaked as I dropped down, slamming into him with a force that sent shockwaves through the surrounding buildings.

Grinning, I reached out—arms stretched far in front of me—and planted both palms atop the building’s peak, gripping the reinforced steel like it was a bedpost. The structure groaned beneath my touch, but it held. Just barely.

With my arms locked tight and my back arched low, I pushed backward hard, driving my hips down with savage force.

“Fuuuuck!” I screamed, voice shaking windows for miles.

The angle was perfect—he slammed so deep inside me I saw stars. My ass clapped down against his thighs with a boom that sent plumes of dust rising from the cracked ground below.

I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to.

I rode him like I owned the world, the tower beneath my hands bending slightly as I used it for balance, for leverage, to slam my ass back harder and harder with each thrust.

He writhed beneath me, moaning, trembling, grabbing onto my hips again to try to slow me down—but he couldn’t. I was in control. This body, this size, this power—it was mine.

I leaned forward even more, pressing down on the skyscraper, its windows shattering under my fingers as I slammed down with every ounce of my strength.

And then… he broke.

He shouted, loud and helpless, his body tensing underneath me as he erupted, thick and hot and so much. I gasped as I felt the force of it, the sheer pressure of his release slamming into my core like a cannon blast—

SLAP!

The recoil rocked me—my entire ass jiggled violently, each cheek rippling like thunder crashing across the city. I let out a deep, breathless moan, the pleasure overwhelming, making my arms quake as they gripped the groaning tower beneath my palms.

I let my hips grind in slow, heavy circles, milking him as his chest rose and fell, still twitching beneath me.

I looked over my shoulder, hair cascading down my back like a river of silk, and smirked.

“Did I break you?” I teased, giving my hips one last teasing bounce that made my ass quake all over again. I looked over my shoulder at the tiny city skyline trembling behind me, then back down at him—still panting, still hard, eyes glazed with lust.

And him? He was still panting, totally ruined beneath me.

But I wasn’t done yet.

Not even close.

“…Ready for round two?” I whispered, grinning as I rose again, hips cocked.

He nodded, breathless.

And the city?

It was about to disappear beneath us.