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Tharros Cave Orgy 44
🕑 Added 2024-12-05 13:14:02 +0000 UTCStuds, and Sluuuuuts...
Here we go with the next part, hope you enjoy, next submission in a few short days will be the next AI installment!
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‘Fucking whores…’
They giggled.
‘Stay still ‘Lana, I can’t see you, but I know where you are and I’m gonna find you…’
Faye’s eyes were completely glazed shut, and she reached out her hand blindly and experimentally, finally finding one of Galiana’s huge, protruding, cum-splattered tits, swirling her fingers around the massive slick orb when she touched it.
After making contact, both of the stunning-bodied cum-plastered vixens groped each others’ immense, bloated, taut, spherical cans and took turns to delve into their partner’s tits with their tongues, lasciviously slurping up the pasting of thick, heavy, pearlescent spunk that covered them.
‘Fucking tasty…’
‘I’m going to lick alllll this off…’
It was Faye that belched greedily and emphatically first, raising her head in the air as Galiana smooched her cans and rubbed her face inbetween then, and then both whores turned to the more delicate task of licking and scooping Damon’s potent protein off each other’s faces. Thick cum ropes were suspended between their chins, lips and noses as they did so. It was quite a feast, and they made the most of it.
‘Sooooo fucking gooood…’
‘Enough for two as well.’
When Damon immersed himself in the lube pool, Lorel and Dareios were making their way in also, Lorel’s hand around the alpha stud’s enormous club cock. Damon slid underneath the lube, his huge body displacing enough of the slick fluid to splash against the nearby Cassandra and Spillsby, a gentle wave of the stuff caressing the templar’s solid, round, curvy glutes as she looked down at the stableboy that had his mouth latched against her tits.
Right in the centre of the pool, Pontus was standing, carrying Tamara in front of him, both of his hands supporting her splayed legs on either side, her body with her monstrous bulging tits facing away from him as her bald, slippery cooch was impaled on his monster rod. They were barely moving, both enjoying the proximity and the deep penetration, and the brunette bimbo bombshell had her hands up behind her, both curled around the stud’s neck as she slowly and sensually, with minimal friction, humped her pussy on the root of the engorged cock, occasionally tilting her head back to catch him in a tongue-twirling kiss.
‘Well this feels a little more roomy…’ Lorel said, striding into the pool before submerging under the lube.
Damon was up out of it, and was massaging the fluid into his pecs and abs, making his monstrous body gleam even more.
‘What happened to them?’ he said.
‘They’re sleeping it off,’ Dareios said. ‘I wouldn’t expect much more from them. Lorel did quite a number on Faslane, as we saw.’
‘He was hhhhmmmfff- nnghh yeah… he was fucked after my gangbang,’ Tamara was saying, as she enjoyed the massive dick probing into her depths, ‘Lorel just probably tipped him over the edge.’
‘I heard that…’ Lorel said, emerging up from behind Pontus and Tamara from the pool, looking like the sex goddess whore that she was, slick, clear liquid coursing off her unbelievably massive and round knockers in shimmering curtains, the shiny fluid catching the light in such a way that accentuated the curves, contours, and hard edges of the lines of her stacked muscle bimbo body.
‘And as for Jizzelle.’
‘I meant business…’ Dareios said, ‘she won’t be coming back.’
And with that, he immersed himself.
By this time, Galiana and Faye were substantially cleaner, if no less shiny, and a hell of a lot more full of cum.
‘So now we’re down to nine…’ Galiana said, and belched enormously, ‘sorry.’
‘Well this horny whore needs DONG!’ Faye said, pointing both index fingers at herself.
‘I think we’ve established that, Faye,’ Damon said.
‘So serve it up!’
Damon grinned. His dick kicked in the pool and disgorged a shot-glass sized pump of precum that arced over the surface of the pool and splattered onto her tits.
‘All joking apart, all you guys are going down…’ Galiana said, ‘we’ve all shown we can take you all at one time. I won’t say Faslane didn’t put up a good fight, but, you all saw…’
Lorel smeared the lube over her mounds, ‘he probably isn’t going to be able to get it up ever again.’
‘That’s some boast…’ Damon said.
‘Not a boast, but a fact.’
Damon looked at Galiana. She looked guilty.
‘It might be in the scriptures,’ the huge titted blonde admitted, ‘although no one really knows for sure. There are multiple interpretations of everything…’
‘Those that lose in the arena are vanquished,’ Lorel said.
That added a bit of an edge to things.
‘How long have we been here anyway?’ Tamara wondered, ‘I’ve kind of lost track.’
‘Who knows?’ Galiana said, ‘all I know is that we’re here for as long as it takes. And I’m going to take all you guys down. So don’t expect me to go easy on you because I like you…’ she glanced at Damon.
‘Well you won’t be getting any favours from me, either.’
‘Is that a proposition?’ Galiana wondered of Damon.
‘You can take it however you like,’ Damon said. He titled his massive, heavy, lube-dripping hog towards the huge titted whore, who had struck an indecent pose, one hand on her hip, the other groping one of her utterly monstrous, solid globes. She kneaded it as she listened. ‘I don’t think there’s too much purpose in trying to mark each other’s card or intimidate each other. It’s perfectly clear that there’s only going to be one of us left standing at the end. Whoever that is, is going to have to go through everyone else.’
‘Oh really?’ Galiana responded, licking her lips. ‘So if I were, say, to as you put it, mark your card right now, that wouldn’t have any effect on you at all?’
Galiana leered lasciviously, and twerked her inflated, balloon-like bimbo tits on her chest, the pair of massive milkers humping up and down as she allowed a long rope of drool to begin to descend from her lower lip. She very slowly and deliberately, with exquisite poise of her gorgeous body, advanced on Damon through the pool, taut muscles rippling as she swished through the fluid.
‘So if I were to ask you to fuck me through the wall… slap my face like a cheap slut, jug FUCK my bimbo tits, raid my rectum and unkink my bowels with that CUM CANNON before coring me out and throat fuck me until my eyes popped out of my head and HUGE FUCKING CANS squirted milk to the ceiling and then BUSTED YOUR GOO AND BURST YOUR BALLS in my fucking whore face… that wouldn’t have any effect on you, would it?’
The massive burst of precum that greeted the end of Galiana’s speech drew fire from all three of the assembled studs that currently had their dicks pointed right at her, and the busty slut leered obscenely as they smacked against her glorious, round rump, so inflated and curved and bouncy that the upper half of it was sticking out of the lube, as well as her jacked stomach and huge tits.
‘Or maybe I’m wrong about that…’
Galiana stopped in front of Damon and put an eye-popping display as she allowed her labia to bump against the rounded, glossy tip of Damon’s enormous, turgid member before sliding her index finger all over the rounded mounds of her breasts before slowly slurping it inside her mouth.
‘Baby you can fuck me through the furniture, through the wall, you can slam me against the side of the pool, you can bang my head against the lights like a bell, the one thing you can’t do is break me.’
She stepped back, deliberately.
Damon’s gigantic and turgid, girthsome member suddenly found the pressure on it released as it escaped the grip of her sloppy, wet cunt, and like the action of a trebuchet, the whole thing suddenly sprang up chaotically, the spongy bell-end bouncing upwards to bump hard against Damon’s own nose.
Pontus had detached from Tamara, and had found himself in his own particular heaven, the twin blonde and brunette fuckdolls of Lorel and Tamara on either side of him.
The stud dwarfed both of the gorgeous vixen acolytes on either side of him, and put his arms around each of them, curling them all around their waists and sliding his fingers over their incredibly firm, taut bubble glutes as the nuzzled into him from either side. Their absolutely colossal pairs of jutting, round tits prodded into his pecs from either side, and he could feel the solidity of the massive sets of jugs against his flesh as the fuckdoll twosome snaked their bombshell bodies up and down his body, the slickness of the lube and the sleek hardness of their stacked, perfect bimbo forms sending shockwaves through him.
His humongous shaft was pointing out in front of him at an angle to the ceiling, incredibly hard, precum drooling out of the tip a long stretch into the pool ahead of him.
Lorel and Tamara were both running their hands salaciously and lubriciously over the hard contours of his bulging abs, slender fingers occasionally snaking teasingly down to rub at his groin and grasp at the root of his obscenely distended and inflated member. It was indescribably erotic and the teasing threatened to make him want to bust already.
Lorel batted her eyelashes at Pontus both theatrically and somewhat sarcastically.
‘You know, Pontus, you know all that I said earlier about Faslane being my favourite specimen, now, I really hope you didn’t take any of that to heart, did you?’
Pontus knew that he should have been relaxed in the lube pool, with its rejuvenative capacity washing all around him, but the tension that was beginning to clench his body as both of the hardbodies worked their charms on him was difficult to suppress.
‘I heard what you said…’ he said, trying to stay even.
‘Now you know I didn’t mean any of that, did you, big boy?’
Lorel was now making wicked eye-contact with Tamara, the both of them gloating a little as they toyed with their victim.
‘You know I had to say those things to wrap him round my finger, but you do know – I know you know - you’re the one I really like, you’re the one I’m proudest of. You’re my best work, honey, I mean, look at this thing, LOOK at this fucking thing!’
Lorel grabbed Pontus’s dick at the base, not managing to clasp her hand around the insane girth of the vast, vein-branched, muscularly sprouting appendage, looking at it was awe and theatrical shock in her eyes, her gaze going from the immense, threatening tool to Pontus’s eyes and then back to it, the horny slut swallowing and creasing her forehead almost as if in fear and trepidation.
‘THIS THING is fucking huge. It’s a slut breaker, a fuck-hammer, a cunt-crusher and I KNOW you can use it, because that’s why I gave it to you. I broke Faslane because I had to and I wanted to and LOVED using my pussy to suck that LAST NUT out of his balls, but this…’ she trailed off – ‘this fucking thing could break me. That’s why I made it honey, that’s why I gave it to you.’
Pontus had the feeling that he was being sized up like an extra juicy and delicious cut of meat, and the sense wasn’t dispelled in any way when Tamara added her hand to the mix and closed it around Lorel’s at the base of his shaft.
‘I think what she means to say is that she wants you to put this-‘ Tamara touched the tip of Pontus’s shaft – ‘in here’ – she touched Lorel’s pussy, running her thumb around her slick clit as she did so – ‘so that it goes all the way up to here’ –
And with that Tamara traced a line on Lorel’s flesh, all the way up her body, over the ridged contours of her sculptured abs, between her tits, and up to her collarbone, where she tapped it against the blonde vixen’s neck.
Pontus looked at Tamara, then at Lorel.
‘Extra points if you go the extra distance and split my head in two!’ Lorel said brightly.
Nearby in the pool, Cassandra was doing her own kind of taunting of Spillsby.
The statuesque, voluptuous templar whore was impressed with Spillsby’s resilience, but she wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of letting it show. She stayed imperious, nasty, and domineering, even though inside she was secretly happy that she hadn’t succeeded in breaking him past the capacity to slamfuck her relentlessly, as she was looking forwards to more of the same treatment. Spillsby, for his part, was pleased at his own capacity for withstanding the busty warrioresses’ relentless, powerful fucking of him, but was still beguiled by her utter shamelessness as well as her mountainous charm. He was pleased to have outlasted Faslane – the huge brute considered the most potent and exuberantly powerful stud of Lorel’s male harem – and now, though he said nothing, has his eyes on outlasting Pontus. With Pontus presently being taunted by both the illustrious Tamara and Lorel combo, he was wondering internally whether he had a chance of sneaking through into the next round of the competition.
But first things first. Cassandra was standing in front of Spillsby in the pool, monstrous blimp tits sticking out, and she had her left hand planted flat against his bulging chest, while her right one was wrapped around his immense, jutting fuckpiece, and she was giving him the most expert, twisting, sliding, lube-slick handjob he had ever experienced, all the while looking directly in his eyes, pouting, and pouring gutter filth into his ear.
‘You’re gonna fucking regret getting through that last round, Spillsby, you’re going to regret not BUSTING YOUR BALLS THROUGH YOUR DICK like that fucking spazzed out WIMP over there sucking on his own spent schlong my friend. Because now you have to go another round with me, and I’m gonna fuck the SHIT out of you until you go fucking blind. You like that? You like that idea? You want me to fuck you until you’re fucking impotent? I’ll fuck you so bad Girvyn himself couldn’t come back and make you able to get it up, you’ll see…’
Cassandra kept the trash talk going, her muscular, jacked forearm working forwards and backwards in a tantalising rhythm that was already beginning to take Spillsby to the edge, and her eyes glinted with wicked delight as the more she did it, the more precum started to course out of the tip of his fuckpiece to be slathered and lubricated all over the fleshy log, the consistency to gluey and the bubbles so quickly produced by his potent member that a slick lather of the stuff was almost being developed over his shaft.
Spillsby’s teeth were clenched tight now, and it was impossible for him not to betray the effect that Cassandra had on him, but his eyes glimpsed where he saw Falsane’s recumbent form propped against the wall of the arena, and he quickly determined to stick to whatever resolve he could.
‘Do I get all of THAT now?’ Faye said, pointing at Dareios’s insanely-hard, twenty-six inch organ that was pointing at her, the flared, heart-shaped tip cutting up out of the liquid and the shaft bearing down at her.
‘Yes,’ said Dareios, suddenly moving purposefully forwards through the pool and levelling his cockend at her face just right so that when Faye’s eyes and mouth opened in shock at the blunt cum cannon darting towards her the meaty head inserted itself flush into her mouth, popping between her lips and literally punched her off her feet. Faye – as much as she felt the spongy, huge tip of the slick, monster crown cram inside her mouth – felt her legs go from underneath her, but before she knew it, the force of the impact had propelled her backwards, and both globes of her dump truck ass were slammed against the pool behind her with a very substantial TTHHWAKKK.
Dareios, bimbo blonde impaled by the face on his cock, did the gentlemanly thing, and with an almighty clench of his pc muscle, buttocks and groin, used his dick crane-like, levering the angle of his dick up to hoist the bimbo whore so that she was sitting on the side.
‘I think Dareios means the next round is beginning…’ Galiana said, generally, quickly grabbing Damon by the dick and pulling him through the pool over to the raised part of the arena with the furniture.
Now time was a blur again.
The next passage of fucking was awesome, relentless.
Lorel had hauled Pontus on one of the seats up there and mounted him, enveloping her steaming quim over his incredibly turgid member, and instantly Tamara had made a fist of her lubed up arm and driven the whole thing up Lorel’s asshole. Both of them rammed the blonde sexpot who fountained squirt everywhere even as she smash fucked Pontus into the seat with insane, thumping slams of her groin. Tamara was up to her bicep in Lorel’s enormously enlarged asshole, and could both feel the grip of the blonde fuckdoll’s ringpiece around her muscles and also had enough pliability inside her insanely horny and fucked-up double-stuffed compatriot’s rectal passage to grasp where Pontus’s blunt bell end was thrusting up deep inside Lorel’s slippery depths to fondle it and edge him while she fisted her friend. Only a few seconds after Pontus realised Tamara was giving him an internal handjob inside Lorel’s guts he exploded torrentially, balls clenching up and mind shutting down, body spasming in relentless and ungovernable paroxysms on the couch as a thick flood of seed punched in a wave out of Lorel’s stacked cunt. Even as Pontus gasped and fought for breath or even a semblance of muscle control, Lorel extracted his juddering dick from her cooch, inserted herself between his thighs underneath the seat with her back to him and used her obscenely enlarged and hugely gaping asshole to swallow both his huge, throbbing nuts, squeezing them inside her rectal passage while Tamara mounted him and shoved her huge tits in his face.
Dareios didn’t hold back and pummelled Faye’s tight pussy as if his life depended on it, to which Faye was forced to respond in a way that hers actually did. The twenty six inch beast cock that hammered her cunt pushed it past its elastic capacity and her eyes were bugging out as her solar plexus tented between her bulging tits. Faye didn’t use the word ‘enough’ ever in her life, but Dareios didn’t know the meaning of it anyway, and he simply did not stop his frenzied punishing of her unbelievably powerfucked snatch brutally hilting his monster fuckpiece into her thousands and thousands of times until Faye’s teeth were rattling in her head and her jaw was clacking together, motor control deserting her. Her body went floppy, blimp tits sticking up and arms dangling limp as the alpha stud of Teitum railed her until her cunt steamed and sprayed a gallon of steaming, hot, thick semen over her.
Having dispensed with Faye for the moment, Dareios announced a new contest – to see how far each of the studs could actually cum.
