Tharros Cave Orgy 43

Studs and Sluts!

Unfortunately I haven't had the capacity for an SFS story this week... so you'll have to make do with the next part of the cave orgy. Hope that suffices...

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Dareios wondered what Lorel was talking about until she indicated the recumbent Faslane by jerking her thumb in his direction. Lorel took Galiana by the wrists, and took her over to where Jizzelle was blissed out and unconscious in the puddle of spunk.

Almost as if she were playing with two life-sized dolls, Lorel set to manipulating her companions, shifting their limp limbs around until she had them in the desired configuration. Jizelle she propped up against the wall, ass against it, in much the same position that Spillsby was in. Galiana she moved that she was splayed in front of her. Galiana wasn’t insensible, and she was mumbling something about ‘big dick’ while Lorel moved her around.

Faslane didn’t have the strength or the inclination to obey Dareios’s instructions to go over to the trio, so the burly warrior of Teitum took Lorel at her literal word and clasped him by the wrist and dragged him over bodily.

When Dareios dragged Faslane round, he was there just in time to see Jizzelle’s head groggily weave left, then right, and then slowly, ragdoll like, heavy tits pull her forwards so that her entire face smacked hard, heavy, and wet, dead weight, directly in Galiana’s utterly cum-pumped pussy.

‘Drink some of that jizz, Jizz, you’ll feel a whole lot better.’

Jizzelle’s insensible eyes and gooey expression seemed puzzled for a second, but then, she turned her face up to Lorel, who was peering over her, smiled gratefully if a little wanly, and happily plopped her face back into Galiana’s sopping cunt and started to smack and slurp noisily at the messy, white, sticky spunk that was oozing out of Galiana’s vagina. Gradually the sucking became more noisy, obscene, and greedy, as Jizzelle guzzled the cream pie from the blonde vixen’s cunt, face becoming smeared in the viscous white paste.

Lorel shoved the unresisting Faslane next to Galiana’s head end. Firmly, she smacked Galiana’s absolutely gargantuan set of upthrust bazookas, hands slapping against the taut, bulging globes, also tweaking and playing with the tight, tidy little nipples. After about a dozen swift swipes, suddenly, both of Galiana’s tits exploded in sprays of milk that arced over her head, the beams shooting up and coming down to land on Faslane’s face.

Faslane’s eyes blinked, and then he realised what the warm lactation was.

Groaning, he managed to shift his weight just enough to ease his huge bulk further over and, with all the grace of a tortoise, edged his face up against Galiana’s mounds and captured a nipple in his mouth.

Dareios and Lorel watched as Falane and Jizzelle fed from both ends of Galiana, milk and spunk from her pussy and tits. It went on for quite a while, Jizzelle lapping Dareios’s potent cream as it oozed in cloying and thick bubbly clumps from out of Galiana’s dripping, moist pussy, and Faslane taking the blonde whore’s expressions from one of her humongous knocker then the other. As they fed, Faslane started to look less desiccated, heft and muscularity almost imperceptibly filling into his body, and Jizzelle started to look more alert.

Finally, when they both broke off, Galiana righted herself, and by the time she had looked over at where Cassandra and Spillsby were helping each other groggily to the pool, an arm around each other’s waist, and then looked back, Faslane and Jizzelle had curled up around each other next to the wall.

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Dareios looked down at the conjoined and cuddling pair of Faslane and Jizzelle. The patch of milk and cum that they were in the centre of was an inch-thick puddle of sticky white stuff. They had curled into and around each other, and Faslane’s enormous, though now soft, log of thick, slowly pulsing flesh, was sticking up between them and bulging through Jizzelle’s tits. The whore was softly sucking the bulbous head that was protruding like a dummy as she slept. Faslane was out for the count.

‘He was a pussy,’ Dareios said.

Lorel looked down also.

‘Gonna have to disagree, Dareios. He was a fucking monster. Just ask my beaten up cunt. Now he’s a pussy. After meeting me. Write that down.’

‘I hope you don’t think you’re gonna make me end up like that, because if so, you’re very much mistaken.’

Lorel’s eyes glimmered mischievously, ‘oh, you won’t end up like that big boy. He’s alive…’

Dareios smiled, but did not laugh. Lorel’s confidence in her abilities was not an unattractive quality nor entirely misplaced. He had fucked her enough to know that. It was perfectly clear that she had become invested in potency augmentations and hyper-masculine enhancements to create a companion – or male harem of them – worthy of her superslut status and capabilities. This being known, there was pleasant edge to her teasing. Did any of them really know what would have become of them after the cavalcade of fucking past the limits of exhaustion and fatigue? It was no longer really clear to any of them how long they had been in the arena. On balance, it was a relief that neither Faslane or Jizzelle were actually dead. Was Girvyn not merciful.

But they were conclusively out of the competition, and they weren’t coming back.

‘When you fucked him and fed him so that he could keep fucking you…’ Dareios said.

‘Yes?’

‘Nice move.’

‘He didn’t think so,’ Lorel said.

‘He probably did, for a bit.’

‘That’s true.’

‘Well, he couldn’t handle you.’

‘And how about you?’ Lorel said. ‘Aren’t you a little nervous about feeding from me now?’

Lorel shifted her stance so that she was pointing her massive, round, flawless, basketball-sized torpedo tits at the hugely hung alpha stud.

‘Tits don’t make me nervous. They make me horny.’

Lorel cracked a smile. With the flat of her hands she slapped her size of her taut, bulging, heavy, protruding fuck bags. The absolutely massive set of bronzed, glistening, slick melons barely moved at her touch.

Dareios moved forwards and let his gigantic penis slide past Lorel’s hip as his huge body moved up against hers. Her tight, small nipples rubbed against his chest and he felt them scrape against his slab-like pecs, and then the much firmer mounds of her hefty, heavy, hard melons pressed against him though the proximity didn’t alter their spherical form at all.

Rather than feeding, Dareios leaned forwards and inclined to her face, and Lorel turned her head up to the intimidating warrior of Teitum, opening her mouth, thick, plump, bimbo lips parting and as she laced her hands together over his broad back.

Despite their combative attempt to intimidate each other, the pair’s initial contact was a delicate interplay of lips, and as their mouths slowly parted, their tongues engaged in a slow sensuous duet, sliding around each other and then slowly delving deeper into each other’s mouths as they explored further. Then Dareios pulled back and gripped Lorel’s chin in the fingers of her right hand and held her face momentarily before releasing it, staring into her eyes and slapping her cheek a couple of times.

Lorel’s face contorted in pleasure at the contact, but in no time at all her eyes were on fire.

‘Always feel the need to break me down before you feed?’

Lorel arched her back and Dareios planted his face in her massive cleavage, nuzzling the glistening mounds with his face, before approaching one nipple and catching it his lips.

‘Suck you fucker,’ Lorel said.

With that, Dareios was expecting nourishing milk to issue forth and splash into his mouth. However, to his surprise, nothing happened, except his shoulder suddenly became warm and wet. Detaching his lips from the blonde, tattooed teenage fuckdoll’s tit, he tilted his head to observe what had happened. A spray of milk had come out of Lorel’s tits alright, but not the one he was sucking. He looked up. Lorel had an imperious, supercilious smile as the flow of milk stopped ejecting onto his torso.

‘You have to want to feed…’ she told him.

He growled at her, but she curled her hands around the back of her head and caressed it back to the bud he had been previously sucking.

‘That’s it…’ Lorel said.

This time she delivered, and a warm sluice of milk shot from her nipple into Dareios’s mouth as he sucked and she stroked his head. Dareios once more felt the revivifying and energising flow of the liquid warm him as he gulped it down, and imagined the flow of vitality pulsing through his body. It was clear that he was overmastering the sexual partners he was encountering through the challenge, but even with a supercharged and massively augmented penile rod, he was still human. After who knows how many hours of back breaking fucking, he took whatever sustenance he could.

Lorel mewled as Dareios sucked harder still, and both his massive hands found her utterly ginormous pair of hooters, the huge warrior of Teitum fondling, stroking the outer contours of the huge spheres that jutted from her trim, svelte, teen frame, before squeezing the balloon orbs as much as he could. This increased the flow of milk into his mouth, and he was gulping it down as quickly as it coursed from her tits, some dripping from his chin.

Dareios adjusted his stance, moving his hips back slightly, and Lorel was suddenly aware of a sensation below her. Peering down, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure at the throbbing of her tits, she realised that something huge was appearing between them. As Dareios shifted his hips forwards, it became all too evident what it was – the monster cocked stud’s massive bell-end was driving its way up her abdomen, the gleaming, ridged head rattling up the ridged contours of her jacked abdomen, before interposing itself between her jutting huge whore tits, nudging them apart, cleaving her cleavage, before the round, fist-sized head popped up between her jugs.

Dareios still sucked her tit, his face inches from the tip of his hard, fleshy fuckmast that he was sliding up between Lorel’s knockers, and the bulbous, glossy crown of the meaty pole slid up through her boobs and appeared in front of her face.

Lorel moaned, and then leaned forwards, extended her pink tongue, and made out with Dareios’s precum-pulsing pisshole with ecstatic fervour, before sliding the slick organ lovingly all around the shiny, taut bell-shaped hood and finally enveloping the whole thing between her lips. Dareios kept sucking Lorel’s tit, as the stacked blonde whore inclined her head down and eagerly and skilfully smoked the fist-sized cocktip of the brawny, rigid member, feeling it throb between her lactating melons as she did so.   

When they both pulled their lips away from each other with soft sounds of release from the suckling, they slowly engaged in a slick, moist, tongue-twining kiss.

Back in the pool, two couples were in a lazy, slow, recuperation phase and there was a trio attending to the as-yet unfinished finale of the last session.

Damon was on the side of the pool, and Faye was working the seasoned stud into a lather with her absolutely gigantic set of rockhard slut tits. Damon was leaning back and was propped up on his bulky, buff arms so that he could fully witness the display. His absolutely vast fuck hammer was protruding more than two feet into the air up from his groin, and Faye was in front of him, her jumbo-sized pair of tanned, fleshy, taut flesh bazookas enveloping the first foot of the girthy pole completely, and she was putting her whole body into the effort of humping them up and down, the meat log squished between them, squelching as she jug-fucked him, lube slathered everywhere.

‘Gonna make you hit the ceiling when you pop, stud,’ Faye was saying.

The others by the pool were looking at the titjob as they stroked each other in the sloppy pool and made comments, egging Faye on, and when Galiana appeared she leaned in and shared a kiss with Faye, her hands rubbing up and down the slut’s bouncing booty and kneading her massive breasts at the same time. Faye’s own body was twisting into various postures as she humped the pole between her slick fuckbags, her tits and firm-as-a-rock abs bouncing she tit-twerked Damon’s pole between the firm fuck-funnel.

‘Damn, fuck, Faye’s tits, how the fuck does she hold them up?’ Spillsby observed.

‘Yeah, they’re so fucking big,’ Galiana remarked as she squeezed the titflesh, and it was true, while the bountiful orbs were the stuff of incredibly sticky wet dreams, Faye’s muscles were so bulged and taut they held them up like a pair of giant, unshakable globes of rubber.

‘Just look at that thing,’ Galiana said, referring to the massive, throbbing hard-on that raged and throbbed between them, ‘you’ve been holding back quite a load, Damon…’

Faye had had her face planted flush against the shaft so firmly that the underside of the muscular tube was compressing her nose, and finally moved her face from it, offering the tip to Galiana’s face. The blonde whore opened her mouth and drove downwards, engulfing the monster piece of meat, and immediately she felt a wave of pleasure run through her as Faye’s slutty fingers were first digging into Galiana’s ass, and then running up her back to push her head deeper onto Damon’s pole, and the mega-jugged teen muscle girl moaning and purring as the pressure of the pulsing tube grew against her breasts.

Galiana brought her face off the rod with a gasping breath and she immediately smashed her mouth into Damon’s, their faces locked tight - and the tighter it got, the more that they gulped and traded slobber, Galiana’s tongue diving into Damon’s mouth searchingly, while Faye’s tits clamped around the huge cock. The mega stud and super slut’s two mouths merged into one wet, slobbering slurp as they worked each other’s lips, and then when Galiana drew away, she repositioned herself, twirled her curtain of blonde hair out of the way, moving herself high above the dick and started the job of dangling a long and obscene rope of drool down to the gleaming, purple coloured crown.

It was evident that Galiana had slurped and smooched a lot of slobber from Damon’s mouth in the process of their lip-lock, and she went for her patented trick of easing it from her mouth until the bubbly rope was almost at a length of two feet before whipping it back between her lips again. She did this a few times, each one making sure that the delicate strand of spit brushed against the tip of the rod. Damon shivered. Then Galiana stopped her toying, and sluttily descended, this time applying her plump lips to the gleaming tip of the fuckpiece. With her mouth planted against the round mushroom head, she one more breathed out a thick, elastic rope of slobber that slithered down the vein-corded flesh pole, before once again slurping it quickly back into her mouth.

Damon’s hands clawed for purchase but there was nothing to grab onto other than the smooth sides of the lube pool. His dick was compressed in a tunnel of hard, luscious titmeat all around its first foot of length, and the rest of it was being loving licked and playfully pattered with sticky, slippery gouts of slobber administered by the expert cockmilker Galiana, and both of the blondes were staring into his eyes as they double teamed his iron hard shaft with expert ministrations worthy of the prime whores of Girvyn that they were.

He could feel the pressure building now inside him, and his bulging quads were burning at being clenched, corded muscles on his arms, veins sticking out on them as he gripped onto the side of the pool.

‘AAAAAGGGGRRRGHGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! FUCK YOU!!!!’

It was a Herculean effort, but Damon actually managed to stand. Every muscle in his body was tautly bulging and bursting in total contracted tension, but he managed to lever himself up from the side of the pool and even as his feet took his weight and found the bottom of the pool, his legs were actually twitching and convulsing as they toiled to support the ferocity and intensity of the sensation that tore through him.

‘Fucking BITCHES!!!!’ he roared.

Staggering under the intensity of the hypertrophic spasms that were coursing through him, Damon just about managed to grab his juddering, pulsating, fleshy fuck hammer in his hand and pull the rigid hog down so that it was pointed horizontally at the pair of blonde sluts. Galiana was smiling whoreishly and Faye had one eye closed and her tongue stuck out.

SSSSPPPPLAAATTTTTT!!!!

SSSSSSSPLAAATTTTTTTTTT!!!

The first shot out of his cock coursed from the tip of his cum cannon in a beam that extended from the widened pisshole all the way to where it splattered Faye directly between the eyes, the spunk comet bursting everywhere on impact in a spray of glittering, heavy ribbons of white spunk and transforming her teasing expression into a shocked wince. Both her eyes were glued shut as the scattered plumes of cum exploded everywhere, the heavy goo stuck to her face.

Damon turned his dick to the side and did exactly the same to Galiana. The second projectile from his bucking spunk-dispenser was a metre and a half long straggly rope of cum that blasted out of the end of his hulking, spasming, protruding monstercock that, upon contact with the huge boobed blonde, produced a thick, heavy lace of white loin juice that went all the way from the top of her head, sitting on her long gleaming blonde tresses, and going in a perfect line down her forehead, nose, lips, chin, neck and between her ginormous, upthrust cans. It then dripped from her chin, and plopped into the pool.

Back and forth Damon went, distributing long, heavy, hard hot blast after blast between the pair of giggling, cum-splattered whores, one and then the other, turning left then right and back again, yanking and cranking his obscene and distended member harder and harder, running his fist all the way up and down it and then bringing in his other hand to stroke it two-handed when his legs were stabilised, even though he could feel them wobbling underneath him and his groin shuddering tremulously at the violence of the orgasm.

Jet after jet after jet hammered into Faye’s face, then Galiana’s then Faye’s again. Slowly their expressions lost their scalding, cheeky aspect and the more they were hosed with bolts of the stuff they started giggling in a more subdued way and moved into a display of smiling, submissive resignation the more they were messily and creamily pelted by the volcanic bursts. Eventually, all their features were completely erased and the pair of whores were just white, sticky statues with molten creamy paste sliding down their faces and onto their humongous projecting balloon tits. They were absolutely blitzed as Damon gasped and flicked the last remainders of his copious orgasm over them with a few wrist twists that sent the odd lace of cum onto the pair.

‘Fucking whores…’

They giggled.