Tharros Cave Orgy 46

hey studs and sluts,

Hope you have had a good festive season. Here with the last submission of the year, please enjoy. I am nearing the end of the monumental Tharros commission and hope to have it tied up fairly soon, so with luck in the new year we will return to the schedule of more different exclusive stories. However, I think this is a good one.

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Spillsby took his beefy dick and gave her two swift smacks in the face with it, back and forth. Then two more for good measure. By the time it was levelled at her again, it was fully hard again.

‘Come and get it,’ Spillsby said.

In instants, the whole thing was down her throat, and Spillsby’s groin had compressed her nose flat.

Pontus had his hands full with Lorel and Tamara, and not just his hands. It wasn’t fair competition, but he was doing his best. Both of the cockbreaking whores’ relentlessly pounded orifices were just streaming and drooling thick, hot, loads that that they had contrived to make him bust inside them, and the only respite Pontus received was when they would share the loads between them, so that when Pontus disgorged an enormous, ball-churning reservoir of nut inside Lorel’s asshole, Tamara was there to part the blonde’s round booty to slurp it out and swallow it, or where when Pontus blew a massive load of loin syrup into Tamara’s mouth, Tamara held Lorel upside down in the splits before expunging it all into Lorel’s asshole, tipping the voluptuous, blonde tattooed teen up a little so that it spilled all over her abs, tits, and onto her face. One time Pontus blew a load all over their faces that they took turns passing between each other’s mouths one hundred and seventy-eight times, each one kneeling while the other perched over the other before drooling the heavy ropes of white cum slobber before taking turns to be the recipient. Seeing the unbelievably debauched and slutty cum-juggling and semen-swapping between the bra-busting whores made Pontus frenziedly rock hard, and he jacked his dick and blasted them with precum to let them know he was ready to fuck again. He took them in turns by ploughing them on one of the couches while the other one looked on, crouched just behind the other, twining their legs around the heads of the ones he was slamming, fucking them senseless, and then pulling out just as they were about to squirt and lifting up their spasming bottom end so that they sprayed gouts of fountaining girlcum all over both their faces at the same time in a drenching gout. The whole place was damp, squelchy, and sticky, and by the time Pontus was feeling that he couldn’t keep up the whole thing devolved further as everyone in the group lost their sense of having a partner, and everyone congregated around where Galiana was still stuck in the sofa, the centrepiece of the whole thing.

Galiana by that point was just blitzed with cum, and Faye had her arm stuck all the way into her blonde mentor’s ass almost as if she were looking for change down the back of the sofa, while Spillsby sat above Galiana’s exposed face, dangling his balls all over her spunk-drenched visage, only her mouth visible, while his dick projected over her like a bridge so that Faye could suck the tip. Faye was herself taking a battering from Damon, whose huge log was entrenched in her butt, and Pontus and Dareios were lined up behind her, ready to take turns on entrenching their monster fucktools into her depthless booty, Lorel, Tamara and Cassandra in front of them, treating the pair to a triple-tongue blowjob face bath, the three babes grabbing the long, slippery, hard, fleshy logs and jousting them against each other while they shared slobber and spunk. Sometimes the studs just busted huge nut loads onto the whores before their mega cocks even got close to penetrating Faye’s rubber asshole, but they didn’t seem to mind.

As the studs lined up to blast their spunk in Faye’s asshole, they could quickly turn their dicks back to the triple team of bra-busting beauties who fought amongst themselves for a taste of ass-to-mouth cum-drenched monster cock, but after a few rounds of getting anally reamed by the trio of massive-dicked alpha studs, Faye’s knees buckled under Galiana, and she finally flopped into Galiana’s spunk drenched cunt, like an exhausted child faceplanting into a bowl of soup. Galiana then took her chance, inhaling Spillsby’s member and ingesting so much of it inside her oesophagus that she was able to constrict her throat and lock onto the girthy tool, using her grip on it to pull her whole body out of the couch, bit by bit, as Spillsby stood up.

Immediately after she extracted herself from the furniture – ‘ta-da!’ Galiana was set upon and brutally taken apart in a shattering triple-team fuckfest by Damon, Dareios and Pontus, while Spillsby gulped as his elephantine member was suddenly pointing at a very hungry and voracious looking trio of Cassandra, Lorel, and Tamara, who set upon him likewise, and the three gorgeous fuckdolls perched him on his knees on the couch so that his massive monster dick was pointed at the floor and butt pointed outwards, edging and stroking him like the three filthiest, horniest, hugest-titted milkmaids ever, as the finger fucked his ass, engulfed his dangling balls in their mouths, and then let him have his way with them by stacking on top of each other and presenting their twerking asses as a triple treat for him to brutally buttfuck consecutively, which he did, top to bottom, until creamy spunk was dripping from Lorel’s rounded booty cheeks, below onto Cassandras and in a long sticky, slimy white waterfall onto Tamara’s three, hugely distended, cum-dripping and widely opened assholes bucketing spunk into each other as well.         

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The lube pool glimmered in the lamplight, but no-one wanted to be the first to broach whether it was time to submerge into it and reconstitute again, partly because to do so would have been to break the now almost totally animalistic debauch that was taking place, partly because everyone present understood, even if they didn’t say it openly, that the tournament was grinding into another phase. Those that were on top in terms of their exertion and stamina, were only too happy to continue their onslaught onto the others, and no-one wanted to show a hint of weakness as the stakes were being incrementally raised.

Spillsby had been the most open target of the set of monster-titted vixens, and had been getting serious attention from Cassandra and Galiana particularly. His cum-dumping dong had plugged the buxom templar’s asshole, immediately been engulfed in Galiana’s whorish mouth, and had splattered spunk all over the wall and the pair of sluts, long, sticky, dripping lines of the stuff sliding down the padded wall behind the pair, leaving two big-titted whore shapes in silhouette behind them, but they instantly had his beefy schlong hard again as they swapped it between their mouths as they double-tit fucked him back to prime erection, and he was soon balls-deep in both their slick cunts once more, doling it out between them.

However, Spillsby was feeling it. Even as he sawed into Cassandra from behind, fingers deep into her slippery, gleaming assflesh, every single shunt of his monster fuckpiece was turning a screw inside him, and it seemed harder and harder not to bust. The more he went on, the more he willed himself to hold back from unleashing a heavy gout of hot cum into the warrioress’s damp, slick depths, the more the ache in his arms, legs and groin got more urgent, a dull throb in his chest. It wasn’t just muscle fatigue that had him on the ropes, but the almost tortured toil of his behemoth penis being almost at the ultimate tip of permanent pleasure, gluey nut always seeming to be boiling up out of his balls, and constant pressure of holding it back. And when he did explode, it was there almost instantly – spunking endless spillages of white, thick fluid out of his cock provided no release or respite. He was instantly on edge again – the assembled whores using all their wiles and lascivious tricks to get him to satiate their clearly unfulfillable needs.

It was getting difficult to keep up.  

Cassandra looked back at him over her shoulder and grinned as she twerked her ass at him, heavy, round, bronzed butt cheeks flexing and pulling his hands with them as Galiana reached underneath him, grabbed his nuts and squeezed, as her other hand shoved his broad, muscular back harder so that he kept ploughing her muscular vixen compatriot with his bloated fuck-prong.

‘UUUUUNNNNNNNGGHHHHHHHHFUUUUKKKKKKK…’

Spillsby gritted his teeth, but it was no good. His heart was thumping relentlessly, unco-ordinated, arrhythmic. His balls emptied once more and he pumped yet another hot, gooey load into Cassandra’s pussy, fourteen thick cords of semen spurting into her, no strength even to resist as Galiana used her grip on his exploding, pulsing testes to wrench his body back and pull his gigantic length from the templar’s glossy honeypot, coming out with a squelch, before applying her other hand to the incredibly long tube and jerking his spasming organ with incredibly practised strokes, all the way down, up, a little twist round the head, and all the way down again. It made Spillsby’s eyes go wide as he watched helplessly as the blonde whore wrung twenty-eight further long lines of semen from his member that jetted all over Cassandra’s head, shoulder, back, and pneumatically pumping booty.

‘O GoooooDDDssssss…’

Spillsby didn’t know what god he was praying to – Girvyn or the deity of his apprenticeship – and his head was so addled and cum-spewing dick so addled with cunt-lather and spunk bubbles at Galiana’s exultant fisting of it he didn’t know it he was praying for thanks or relief.

‘Now, I know there’s more where that came from…’   

It was Tamara, who announced her arrived over Spillsby’s shoulder with a thick rope of drool that she extruded slowly and with maximum whoreishness from her lips, allowing the frothy wad to settle on the base of the hung stableboy’s tool before she let it drop. It fell, and roped off, but clung onto his balls and remained dangling.

Spillsby was worn out by still had fight in him.

He curled his arm around Tamara’s waist, pulling her in towards him, and then pulled his dripping cum tube upwards, clenching his pc muscle to make it point skywards also, and then slid his hand all the way up Tamara’s slinky, slippery, muscular back up to the back of her head and shoved her mouth onto the meaty head of his prick. Flexing upwards, he humped the brunette sex-priestess’ mouth as he turned his head to the side and lip-locked with Galiana, who lassoed her slick tongue in circles around his mouth. Tamara’s head came up off the tip of his jacked, bloated phallus with a slurping, conclusive POP sound, and she separated the pair of their mouths, held Galiana’s head in her hands, and spat a very frothy P-TOOO of white, thick, sticky bubbly spunk into the boobed blonde’s gob. Galiana opened it, showed Spillsby, and then swallowed it down before presenting her butt for Spillsby to fuck, winking her elastic anus at him as Tamara slid down on her knees behind Cassandra and started slurping the gooey residue of heavy cum off the juicy contours of Cassandra’s muscular bubble butt.

Spillsby clasped the round globes of Galiana’s tanned rear in his hands, prizing the solid glutes apart, and set his teeth as he entrenched the tip of his tool into her clasping rectum, Galiana giving an orgasmic ‘O’ face over her shoulder at him, Spillsby once again instantly suspended in a crucible of orgasmic pleasure where he almost felt he was going to surrender his load. With a groan, he eased the entirety of his muscular log into the blonde’s elastic rectum, and eased back. Then he managed again, every single stroke of his overstimulated member making it seemingly even more rigid as it seared through the blonde mega slut’s smooth, buttery bowels. It was just a single stroke, but the sensations were almost overwhelming. His hands were clenched and his arms were bulging.

An incredibly loud, wet, and obscene belch emanating from next to him told him that Tamara had finished her meal of hot spunk from Cassandra’s ass, and her eyes were now fixed on his gleaming, lamp-post thick organ penetrating her blonde compatriot’s butt as she tweaked the milky buds of nipples atop her massive spheroid mounds.      

‘FUUUCCCKKKKK….’

It was no good. Spillsby groaned deeply, losing himself as something dropped inside him as he felt the blonde fuckdoll compress the walls of her anal chute around the inflated, turgid fuckpole he had lodged inside her, the corded muscles of his monstrous schlong responding to the clenching of her juicy rump. His shoulders hunched in instant defeat and every muscle in his body started to convulse as the young cocksmith surrendered control.

He looked at Tamara. She was on her knees, smiling broadly, and simply had both index fingers now pointing directly at her own face. It wasn’t exactly a mystery what she wanted.

Gasping, Spillsby wrenched his dick violently from Galiana’s ass, the thing coming out with a SCCCKLLLLOOOOOPPPPP and simply pointed it at Tamara, not even bothering to take it in his hand and fist it. Instantly the thing exploded again, a high-pressure rope of spunk belting point blank into the brunette sexpot’s face, everything that didn’t stick to her face splattered everywhere in a spray of pearlescent droplets in a six-foot radius.

Cassandra surveyed the spattering that Tamara was being subjected to, as smack after smack of wet cum hammered into her face.

‘You’re losing it Spillsby. Two pumps all we get?’

Quickly, Galiana was up again, and had hold of the stud’s monster weapon again and was jacking it as before. More and more heavy ropes of the stuff spewed thumpingly into Tamara’s grinning face, what could be seen of it.

‘Definitely on the ropes, this one,’ Galiana said.

Spillsby just groaned. Cassandra rose and planted her monster tits against his chest. The hugeness and firmness of the globes was incredible against his pecs.

‘Breaking time…’ Cassandra said. She gave him a sharp push and tipped him back on the furniture, them mounted him before he’d even stopped cumming, so that spunk was cascading out of her vaginal folds in waves as she started to athletically hump him.

Lorel was between Damon and Pontus on her knees.

In her mind, no-one was a match for her, and she was perfectly comfortable being the focus of attraction for the two studs, who had been skewering her double ended, Damon occasionally taking his monster schlong out of her pussy and hot-dogging it between the smooth, golden mounds of firm assflesh that jutted behind her. When Pontus extracted his own ginormous, veiny cum-cannon from Lorel’s slurping, voracious mouth, her dick sucking lips coming free from it with a heavy ‘POP’ sound and the luscious, voluptuous tattooed blonde slut registering a satisfied ‘ahhhhhh’ as it came free, Pontus pulled his monster fuck python up and laid it over Lorel’s face.

The whole tube of the immense fuck-hose obscured most of Lorel’s facial features, the bulking underside of the brawny corpus spongiosum pressing her delicate nose down slightly, and Lorel was a little cross eyed as it was planted on her face. What was evident, however, was that Pontus’s vast schlong, huge and fleshy though it was, riddled with fat, beefy veins crisscrossing all over the surface, followed the contours of Lorel’s head and flopped midway onto her back behind her just behind her shoulder blades. Pontus wasn’t flaccid, but he wasn’t totally hard either, otherwise the thing would have been sprouting up towards the ceiling, and the huge, smooth tip of Damon’s own fuckrod contacted against the rounded bulbous crown of Pontus’s member every time the warrior sawed the trunk through the bulging curves of Lorel’s booty, smacking against each other at the mid-point of the stacked teen priestesses’ back.

The line of cock connected over her back, and Lorel, feeling it hot and heavy against her flesh, mewled in pleasure and burrowed her tongue into Pontus’s thick, flexible ballsack, tongue hunting to capture his balls, but she was certain that Pontus was now feeling the pressure, and was struggling to maintain the same degree of virility that others were sustaining. She got a sudden thrill of pleasure at remembering the way that she had taken out Faslane, fucking the huge cocksmith beyond all of his endurance and ability to resist, fucking all the cum out of him, fucking him until he was incapable of orgasm, couldn’t get hard, couldn’t stay conscious, and a tinge of excitement tinged her clit with the idea that she was going to do it again and attain another such conquest, with Pontus next in her sights. She looked up at him, staring ravenously into his eyes, her own eyes craning around either side of the cock that was resting on her face.  

Presently, on her knees between the pair, Lorel was making further full use of her superiority by teasing both of the studs in ways that they hadn’t been expecting. First, she had let them treat her face as a gang-fuck party, letting the both of them mouthfuck her, turning her head from this way to that, opening wide, and getting treated to a full foot of fucklog being rammed into her gullet from one of them, who withdrew swiftly if noisily, before turning her head to the other side and instantly getting her whole face impaled on the other steel-hard flesh mast. The studs soon got over excited and were jousting for her face, both trying to crank their thick, slick hogs between her lips at the same time, and Lorel’s perfect, plump dicksuckers found themselves stretched obscenely and elastically thin.   

Adding her hands to the mix, the busty young whore alternated between longer bouts of facefucking while she jacked and stroked the other veiny length, and mixed it up by taking both of the rigid logs by the base – Pontus being back to full hardness now – opening her mouth as wide as possible, sticking her tongue out, and letting the pair of peach-sized heads fight for space inside her mouth. Pushed hard together, both of the meaty, plump, spongy head could just pop in as one, which bulged both her cheeks obscenely at the same time, Lorel being sure to make exaggerated, shocked, bug-eyed faces at the same time, but when they both came out, the pair of slick, turgid cum-cannons crazily springing free, Lorel had a surprise for them.

‘Cum on each other’s dicks.’