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Tharros Cave orgy 28
🕑 Added 2024-05-07 10:44:16 +0000 UTCHey horsehung studs and horny sluts,
I'm back with the next installment of the Tharros Cave orgy and it's my specialty - cumshots!
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This ray of semen was a similarly heavy laser-like emission that rocketed out in an unbroken beam that lasted five seconds and creamed them from their hair to their pussies. Dareios, feeling a chaotic and wrenching spasm inside as his body was clenched by the orgasm directed this one so that even as it issued out it hosed the both of them, and wherever the plastering seed impacted on the writhing pair of bimbo bodies, splattering droplets of sticky white were thrown up in blizzards.
At the end of the second hosing spray, two more quick strikes of spunk were suddenly ejected onto them as Dareios’s grasping hand reached up to the tip of his bell-end: Tamara’s titties shuddered as her huge, round cans were splattered with it, and her face further glistened as a long tendril was flung onto it from her cheek and the bridge of her nose. Lorel was no different, although her tits jiggled in a different pattern as the spunk comet projected at her struck her in her cleavage, both inner curves of her monster tits connected together with gluey white filaments that spanned them. By now both of the sex-priestess whores were completely glossy and covered in sticky cream as the first two pumps of Dareios’s orgasm were through and he started hosing them with a more regular succession of heavy, hot blasts that smacked hard against their skin, splatting sounds every time they hit. Tamara was smacked in the right eye, but the viscous dollop splattered like a paintball and so the bulk of it landed in the crack of her lips and across her upper lip and cheek. Lorel was smacked square in the middle of her nose and the tail of the long, thick ribbon of semen squirted all over her eye.
That was when Dareios started pumping harder and more regularly, jacking his spasming prong like an animal, head completely light, body transported, dick and loins on fire as the convulsions started to shake him. He was making a wordless, guttural bellow as both of the whores underneath him gagged and choked.
They were entirely submissive now, neither able to even think about attempting to open their eyes, and made a pair as they reclined and propped themselves on their elbows to accept the rest of the inhumanly colossal splattering that they were being doused with, rope after rope accumulating on their gorgeous bodies to add to a complete inundation of thick, cloying, hot, viscous spunk. The jets spattered over them with whipcrack intensity. Again and again, wide, rich sprays of ejaculate erupted with withering force out of the warrior’s climaxing cock and coated the entirety of their spunk-smothered faces. SPLATTTT! Another of these administered to their upturned mugs, a third spurt, a fourth, and a fifth were all down the centre of their faces, completely coating them, the viscous fluid sticking to them, and then the pair were smacked in the eyes again and they had the whole of the meaty manly schlong’s output blasted onto their foreheads and the upper parts of their hair, white goo hanging in their sprawled tresses.
‘Fuck me…’ Lorel murmured as she felt his huge cock tip and then all the cum blast her on the face.
She wasn’t asking to be fucked. She was genuinely shocked.
Tamara was ostentatiously gargling it.
The massive cumshot continued with then another balljiuce comet which smacked Tamara in the forehead, the full force of the hefty white spurt flinging her back on the couch. She slumped against the cushions and lay still, her glossy hair all matted up with the cum that oozed out of her mouth as her lips hung ajar and her cheeks glistened with white froth. They hung their mouths up and open, swilling it, as the explosion of protein shot straight into their puffy, pink lips, and the two blonde and brunette bombshells, both of whom had finally had their fill of cock, now got to savour their reward. Both of them swallowed continually in a reflexive action and then opened their mouths for more. At this point Dareios’s cum-bolts were smaller and less voluminous. More heavy sloppy shots spattered across the sluts’ cheeks and lips, the third, fourth and fifth of these across their tits and faces, but by the sixth shot and the seventh and the eighth and the ninth, both of their faces, even the noses, were completely smothered in a white paste of cum, and the tenth shot covered everything from their eyelids to the tips of their hair as it was distributed across both of them. It just kept coming. The honeyed skin of their flawless bodies was eclipsed with white cream, bubbles, froth and goo that stuck to every lewd and bulging curve, and when they massaged their rounded tits with their hands they were slathering the cream around their tensed, toned forms. Still, Dareios, pumping hard, kept spraying them with jet after jet of spunk that began to pool in the couch in which they lay, a centimetre-thick film of goo developing on the surface of the furniture as the patterning of splotches began to fill in around them.
‘SLUTS! FUCKING SLUTS! FUCKING TAKE IT!’
Dareios’s muscles were screaming, but he kept up the pumping action as his dick bucked and doused the pair all over until they were an unrecognisable mass, indistinguishable from each other, both whores guzzling and gargling as they swallowed the heavy cream down.
The clouds of steam that were emanating from Dareios were now billowing around his huge body, all his taut muscles corded and contracted as a steady rhythmic pulse of pleasure contortions spilt rope after rope of in long arcing projections all over the sluts. Their hands sloshed in the heavy cream as they luxuriated in the cum bath and slathered it over each other’s bulging curves.
It lasted five minutes. Those in the pool registered their response in a series of stages. It was an incredible display, then went on until it was literally unbelievable, then funny, then actually seemed serious as they wondered between themselves when it would stop - then slightly concerned if it would actually stop: ever!
Then it became funny again as both Tamara and Lorel were beaten fully down and swamped by the creamy cascades that sprayed fountainously and continuously over them. Cassandra caught herself looking at the display, mentally thinking each rope would be the last one, and every single time it wasn’t. There was enough time for Damon to wander over, dick roping towards the floor, to get a better perspective on the pair of sluts recumbent in the destroyed and hosed-down couch.
Tamara and Lorel were practically bathing in a little pool of spunk in the bombed-out and cum-blasted furniture that they were both lolled in. Dareios, above them, took one hand from pumping his continually explosively climaxing dick, then the other from where he was pointing it at the whores, and just let it project out from his body on its own without jacking it, the throes of his orgasm still going as jet after jet launched out of it in successive rich, silken white arcing jets of steaming goo. Beneath him, the cum-covered blonde and brunette were slowly and sensually kissing, folding their bimbo lips over and over each other and rolling their tongues dextrously round the inside of their mouths as they transferred cum between them. Cum sloshed around them as they moved and spurted over them still.
Finally, it died down, so that the ropes getting expressed out of Dareios’s shaft turned to smaller and smaller jets, then into a loose rope that trickled down onto the floor, which itself turned into patters of spunk that leaked all over the pair of sluts’ feet.
When it was over, Tamara winked up at him.
‘Is that it?’
Dareios went to move.
His muscles wouldn’t obey him.
He had intended to grip his shaft in his hand and give her another dousing of his potent cock-cream, but as he shifted his weight he felt his whole body unaccountably crumple. The corded muscles on his legs gave out and he swayed forwards, staggered a pace, and then his monumental torso simply folded up. Before he knew it, he was down on his knees in front of them, gasping, and his arms broke his fall, while the tip of his dick contacted against the soft flooring.
His hands were in the heavy slop of cum he had deposited on the couch.
Tamara and Lorel crooked their eyes open, both looking at him, and performed a sensual and tongue-twining cum filled kiss. Tamara put her hand to her lips and blew it to him, chin connected to Lorel. They were purring like kittens.
‘GGGGGGGRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!’
Using all his strength, fighting the crushing weigh of muscle fatigue and exertion, Dareios levered his elbow onto his knee and rose. Slowly, clouded with steam that issued from his sweat-drenched body, he made it back up. His leg nearly buckled under him, but he made it.
‘Fucking dumb bimbo whores.’
His dick was teetering between erect and beginning to droop. Gritting his teeth, he engaged his pc muscle and saw the veins protrude and the tissues sprout, inflating its glistening surface.
Bellowing, Dareios instantly took his gigantic penis in his hand and hefted its tip so that it was pointing at Tamara and summoned an enormous and violent discharge of hot, syrupy precum that blasted in a fat, three-second bolt from his cock and splattered messily all over her face.
‘Fuck!’
‘Oh, thank you very much,’ Lorel said through the wince.
Dareios let his cockend go. His shoulders sagged. Thick, long, heavy splats of precum were immediately roping freely from the head and plopping sloppily into a quickly forming pool between his bare feet at the foot of the couch. The insanely long shaft was still thick and hard, but inclining down rather than up, the bloated glans lolling a foot from the ground, twitching.
Tamara felt a heavy thud and pried open her eyes to see that Damon had got behind her, leaning over the lips of the couch, and dropped his cockend onto her sticky face. She smiled nastily and manoeuvred underneath him to try and touch the glossy tip with her tongue.
Lorel blinked and wiped the fusillade of spunk out of her eyes and looked at Dareios. The shaft was pointing in her direction, disgorging thick pre-ejaculate. She could have sworn that she saw its thick, bulky tissues bulging heavily as it slowly started to reconstitute its unique hardness, as the throbbing veins wrapped around it ripened prodigiously around the shaft, and the strong, fibrous knots of brawny muscles ridged the thick, straight length. Thick, clear precum was drooling lazily off the tip.
Dareios went to shift his weight but abruptly stumbled and fell forwards again. This time he caught the upper part of the couch before falling over completely, and his massive dick nudged itself between Lorel’s massive, cum-lubricated cans. She nuzzled her lips instinctively at the glossy bell end, even as Dareios braced himself against the furniture to lean on. He was stiff, aching, awkward, exhausted, moving almost like an old man forced to prepare every single co-ordination of movement. It had taken more out of him than expected. Every muscle in his whole body had been screaming for over five minutes. He gasped. He looked down at his arm to see the bicep muscle throbbing unusually, twitching.
Damon joined him, mirroring his posture by clinging onto the back of the couch and letting his cock, like Dareios’s project out over the top where Tamara was lazily fellating the tip. Both the blonde and the brunette beneath them, cum-covered, were happy to slurp on the pair of prongs for the moment.
‘I’m fucked, cousin,’ Damon said.
‘Me too,’ Dareios said, still heaving as he tried to catch his breath, ‘I’ve never cum like that before.’
‘These whores are taking us to the limit. Galiana nearly had me so many times but each time I just found something else inside me.’
‘Well there were two of these sluts and it was like they were competing against each other to finish me…’
An incredibly loud and heartfelt belch erupted from one of the girls underneath them.
‘That’s it…’ Tamara said.
‘I gotta hand it to you Dareios…’ announced Lorel, head raising up and finger raised to make a point, ‘you don’t half have --- groannnkkkkkn…’
Suddenly shaken by a head-rush, Lorel got as far as half-way through her point before her eyes crossed, she got dizzy, and her head plopped between Tamara’s jutting, cum-splattered hooters with a faceplant splat. Tamara squeezed her eyes together like she was hung over, then blinked.
Finally, both were still. Cum was oozing down slowly.
A huge-titted figure appeared in front of the foursome. It was Galiana. She had shambled up to them, hot white spunk dripping from her huge honking tits and roping off her chin. She moved like she was completely wet, with sort of heavy plopping steps.
‘You fucking bastards,’ somewhere under the cum, there was a grin. She stuck a finger in her ear and wiggled it around, and then pressed her index finger to her nostril and nosily evacuated the other with a snort. ‘Make room.’
With this, the huge-titted blonde cum-plastered sex-priestess slut got on her knees and then nestled in between Lorel and Tamara on the couch. The two bloated bell-ends glided in the slick cum over the three faces, transferred between them as they were subjected to sloppy licks and sucks.
‘Give me that fucking delicious cum,’ Lorel said, licking it from Galiana’s tits. Tamara joined in with the other tit as both of the priestesses ran their tongue over the blonde’s hugely projecting and round mounds and consumed the heavy spunk, sometimes swapping it between each other. Galiana nudged herself more upright and held her cum-slick hair back, ensuring that she dripped more spunk over her chin into their mouths, suspending strings of the stuff between them. Damon shook a final rope of spunk onto the trio, while Dareios blasted them with a precum discharge.
‘Eat it baby…’
‘Feed me baby…’
‘Oh yeah, eat that cum off me…’
The three whores nested in the spunk-drenched couch started to feed. Urgently and needfully, and with every attempt to be as exhibitionistically alluring as possible, they scooped the cum of their tits, ripped, sculptured, muscular bellies, pussies and legs, lifted it high above themselves, and let the gluey ropes dribble and dangle into their mouths. Tamara ran her index finger around Galiana’s chin, twined the bubbly white ropes, and stuck the whole thing in her mouth, sucking it clean. Galiana captured Lorel’s face in her hands and applied her tongue to her forehead, swiping the thick accumulation of potent, rich balljuice off her in circular strokes, smooching it down with her lips. Lorel drew Dareios’s heavy fuckpiece into the mix and directed it over Galiana’s globes, using the rubbery head as a rudimentary spoon to slide over the pair of firm, spherical orbs and then guide it into her mouth. Lips smacking, Tamara leaned over to share the treats that Lorel pushed in bubbly wads onto the cocktip, both whores dextrously twining their tongues together over the meaty head. Galiana hitched herself above the pair and opened Tamara’s mouth, disgorged a fat, thick, treacly molten offering of bubbly, gluey semen from her mouth that dribbled into the brunette’s wide-open lips, before Tamara passed it to Lorel in a sensual kiss.
A hefty, enthusiastic, ripping belch accompanied Lorel’s consumption of the spunk that made Galiana giggle, who was able to echo it with her own contribution as the warm fluid filled her belly.
‘This is the good stuff.’
‘And neither of you passed out. Or nearly died, or whatever.’
