Tharros Cave Orgy 36

Here we go, studs and sluts, cave orgy continuation!

End of month submission and we will be going back to the School for Scandal...

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Without any ceremony whatsoever, Tamara’s lips were invaded by two gigantic, smooth, slick cock-crowns that barrelled into her mouth, instantly followed by the first few inches of both of the monster cock-rocket shafts, making her gag, and she felt hot, hard, heavy and wet dickheads being slapped against her cheeks and eyes from either side. Instinctively she lifted her hands above her and found Faslane’s monstrous meat spear, the head of which had been flopped over her forehead from behind, and the tanned, buxom whore curled her fingers around it and begin to firmly stroke it, precum belching out of the tip onto her head and rolling into her eyeballs.

Tamara’s face was impaled on the double-serving of tubesteak that was hammering into her mouth, making her lips distend into an elastic oval horizontal shape, able to discern the way that the rounded crowns of the bloated cocks sawed against each other between her lips, each one striving to bust into her gullet, dual meatsticks being flung forcefully and smoothly into her crammed maw time after time.

Suddenly, there was pressure at the side of her cheek as one of the dicks suddenly sprang out. Levering an eye open, Tamara was able to detect that Damon had elbowed Spillsby out of the way, the younger stud’s dick coming clear of the side of her lips with a chaotic jolt that sent it thwacking against Pontus’s thigh, and then there was ever more intense pressure as her mouth was tented to the limits of its tensile capacity as the mighty alpha warrior cousins took control prodded both of their monster penile monoliths into her face and firmly skull-fucked her as one.

It was as if they were trying to smash her brains out of the back of her skull.

She lost track of jacking the dick over her head and felt both Faslane’s hands against her cranium, holding her firmly in place while Damon and Dareios – teeth set and fierce eyes blazing – sent their arm-thick tools hammering into her splayed mouth, the busty brunette whore feeling like her head was bisected and splayed open halfway horizontally like a muppet. It was Jizzelle, an absolute demon harlot, working behind the scenes, shoving Dareios’s groin forwards every time with both hands, while Galiana had hold of Damon’s tool and was guiding it true every time to its target, blowing slobber on it as she did so.

Eventually, the pair of mega-studs relented, and the two dicks were withdrawn from her face with a double pop.

‘What’s wrong with you mother fuckers, fuck my fucking FACE!!!!’ Galiana snarled.

THOOOOKKKKKKKKK –

Instantly, Spillsby sent his bloated shaft surging into her opened mouth, and Tamara shoved her head forwards to meet it, inhaling the rock-hard meat spear and feeling it inflate her neck and gullet as the domed head coursed its brutal passage down her throat. Head transfixed by the monstrous invading, slippery, spit-slick fuck-python, Tamara tipped her head back, and could see four more telescopic, vein-roped cum-cannons levelled at her, two on either side. All of the studs commenced cock-slapping her face – Jizzelle, Faye, Tamara and Galiana gleefully helping them, pistoning the shafts up and down, as Spillsby took his turn, and then Faslane, who almost knocked her teeth down her throat, and then Pontus, as the whole thing turned into a relentless face-gangfucking of the bra-busting, huge-boobed cock-gargling whore.

Lorel got behind Tamara, on her haunches, seized her hair in a grip, holding her head steady as each of the five studs stuck their gargantuan fuck-prongs out at her, groins presented. The blonde slut took change and went on rotation, shoving Tamara’s greedy, gasping mouth alternately on each and every fuckstick in turn, wrenching her head forwards to hilt it on Dareios’s fuckhammer, pulling it back, spit-soaked and still linked to it with slobber and precum before plunging the brunette Girvyn-priestess onto Spillsby’s achingly hard prong, making the stud gasp, before retracting it once more and affixing Tamara’s whole head to Faslane’s cockend and holding it there, easing it further and further down to root, even as Dareios once more cockslapped her and Damon laid his cock across both of her eyes, waiting for his turn. Lorel took occasion to lift whatever thick bubbly ropes of precum and slobber that hung off the massive fuckpieces clustered around Tamara, twine them in her hand, lift them over her head, and swallow them down, but never let Tamara go more than a second without having a monster dick entrenched in her throat.

Tamara’s hands were never still, and her wrists were working all of the inhuman-sized, swollen shafts that were sticking out at her, jacking, stroking, and twisting two at a time as the gorgeous, tanned slut turned into an obscene machine for servicing dick.

‘Fucking slut…’

‘Fucking stupid whore…’

‘Look at her go!’

It was difficult to see Tamara under the cluster of cock. There were simply too many thick logs of turgid, vascular meat layered on her face at times. Sometimes she got her mouth invaded from the side and her cheek was tented with her mouth displaying a thick, vein-branched tube of glistening cock meat splaying her lips. But she was wearing them down.

‘What about a five-man cum bath?’ Cassandra said. ‘Last one to cum has to give her a kiss!’

That certainly set the studs going. Now the slick sound of the jacking of five glistening pricks dominated the room, each of them aimed directly at Tamara’s face. She grinned whoreishly and stuck her tongue out.

SSSSSPLLLLLAAATTTTTTT –

The cum cannonade that blasted into Tamara’s face was the biggest simultaneous load in history. All five of the pulsing, tremulous, pulsating cocks pointed at Tamara let loose at exactly the same time, and the quintet of thick beams of hot, steaming spunk exploded out of the inflated mega cocks and splattered into her eyes, mouth, nose, cheeks, chin, forehead, and hair in one explosive splat that completely drenched her, totally covering her in sticky, molten, creamy cum that stuck wherever it landed on her.

That was just the first burst.

After that the studs free-fired onto busty, kneeling whore, absolutely blasting her tits, chest, and shoulders, as well as her face, with roiling bolts of heavy goo. Tamara opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, but her eyes were instantly glued shut, and all she could feel were warm, sticky spurts of the volatile jizz payload splattering all over her. She was thoroughly glazed. Spillsby tapped out at thirty-five squirts of cum, Dareios at seventy-seven, the whole five of them having shot gallon after gallon all over her, face caked, mega-boobs dripping in heavy ropes of semen, dripping in ropes off the underside of the hulking globes that stuck out absurdly from her ripped, athletic frame. She was drenched. 

‘Slut got what she asked for,’ Faslane said, as protein dripped from the gorgeous splattered whore.

‘O yeah,’ Tamara said, gulping a final batch down, ‘for a starter.’

‘Huh?’ said Damon.

‘Thanks boys!’ Tamara said. She belched deeply and scooped cum up from her jutting tits, feeding it into her mouth.

‘Fucking whore…’ Spillsby said.

‘Now we’re gonna really go at it!’ Tamara giggled. She stood and walked back towards the lube pool, five cum-dripped penises glued to her every move as her jiggling glutes bounced as she moved away.

‘She did say she wanted to fuck,’ Lorel said to Dareios. She rested her hand on his chin and slapped him playfully on the cheek a few times, ‘sure you’re up to it?’

Spillsby groaned.

Tamara eased herself into the pool and immersed herself. A film of cum that had been stuck on her body settled on the top of the lube as it came away from her flesh and settled on the surface of the liquid.

There were a few bubbled under the liquid that eased to the surface, and then Tamara emerged.

She was utterly radiant, every curve of her sleek body glistening, light hitting the sharp contours of her thighs and abs, a glow burnishing the curves of her bulging tits. She arose from underneath the liquid and the glossy fluid had smoothed her dark hair into a sleek, gossamer curtain that shimmered behind her and fell on her shoulders, her absolutely immense cans jutting out in front of her, a pair of completely spherical, caramel tanned and hulking balloon-orbs that stick out a foot from her chest. Lube cascaded liberally from the contours of the perfectly spherical slopes, forming a curtain of lucid fluid that dripped from her cans, and when those rivulets slid down the slopes on the side of her hooters, the ridges of her eight-pack abs could be observed, rippling and unfolding as she walked, one gorgeously honed, muscular leg before the other.

As she raised herself up from the rim of the pool, Spillsby involuntarily expelled a fat bolt of precum at her that caught the slut in the face, adding to the glistening fluid already on it, and this set off the rest of the studs, so that every step Tamara took, she was inundated with a hot serving of heavy precum that splattered all over her abs, face, and massive knockers. This did not deter her one bit, and she fixed them with a ball-emptying stare as she advanced on the group to stand before them again. 

‘You’re not going to stop me that way boys. I came to break you and that’s what I’m gonna do…’ Tamara cooed, ‘you,’ she said, pointing at Spillsby, ‘you’re a fucking precum pumping pervert, you’re first in line…’

Spillsby practically gulped. ‘What do you want me to do?’

‘The only thing you’re good for, naturally, donkeydick. Lie on the floor and get that fucking cock in the air.’

Spillsby obeyed, lying on the floor inside the middle of the cluster of bodies. His nearly two-foot dong stuck up rigidly like an obscene, veiny flagpole.

Tamara stood over him, then turned to Galiana. ‘Gali? Would you be a sweetheart?’

Galiana grinned, ‘only too happy to help you out, Mara…’

The mega-titted blonde whore bent over Spillsby, and did her famous slobber trick, letting a flickering rope of saliva whip out of her mouth to touch against the gleaming bell-end before hoovering it back into her mouth. She performed the slutty trick a further dozen times, each one allowing the spit rope to become longer and longer before slurping it back. Eventually, when it was really bubbly, she let it settle on the domed, pulsing, angry red head, and ooze down over it.

‘Perfect,’ Tamara said. ‘And for my next trick…’

Tamara looked down. ‘I’m gonna make this penis disappear…’

With that Tamara eased her glossy, curvaceous, hyper-busty, bronze-tanned frame onto the achingly hard meatstick, the massive thing stretching her pussy lips to accommodate the plump head, and then Tamara commenced driving herself down onto the brawny beast, hilting herself inside it with a long, drawn-out squelch until her loins connected with Spillsby’s groin. He groaned deeply.

Tamara grabbed Spillsby’s hair and lifted his head up until it was a centimetre from her own, and spoke in a low, urgent voice, so that everyone could hear.

‘Now you listen to me, stud. You do NOT cum. Do you hear me? You do NOT FUCKING CUM. Do I make myself clear?’

‘Y-yeah…’ Spillsby groaned, ‘f-ff-fuck Tamara, ok.’

‘I won’t like it if you cum,’ Tamara said. She released Spillsby’s head. ‘You, the one with all the charm. Yes you. Fuck my ass. Hard. But DO NOT bust in me, you got that?’

It was Pontus she was indicating. The huge man had a bit more swagger than Spillsby perhaps, and he eagerly kneeled behind Tamara, who was popping her lube-glistening buttcheeks playfully at him. The glorious whore kinked her back a little and presented her asshole, dilating it for the monster cocked stud, even as Spillsby’s dick stuffed her cunt.

‘Ooooo YYYEEEAAAAAAHHHH!!!’ Tamara exulted as Pontus’s dick speared into her anus, splitting her globular cheeks wide around the massive intrusion and just kept going, smoothing up the rubbery depths of her rectal passage. Pontus slapped his hands into her glutes and they sank into the firm, round flesh satisfyingly.

A dick was hovering in front of her face when Tamara’s eyelids fluttered open. Eyes rolling into her head at the thrill of the double penetration, she said, ‘now what am I going to sayyyyyyyyyYYYYYYMMMMMGGGGHHGHGHGHGHHHMMMFFFFFFFF!!!!’

‘Do not cum,’ Damon said. Yeah, I got that part. Shut up for a bit.’

The stud warrior had threaded his monumental fucktool between Tamara’s succulent, plump dick sucking lips and slud the whole of the twenty-six incher all the way into her gullet, making the gorgeous slut airtight. Dareios and Faslane emerged from the sides and Tamara’s hands found their cocks as well. The group of whores clustered around closer, eager to watch the spectacle unfold.

‘Fucking triple-stuffed tramp,’ said Cassandra, fondling Dareios’s balls and rolling them around her hand, ‘you going to take her apart, big guy? Leave more for us?’

The gangfuck started off slowly, as the studs that were skewering Tamara’s luscious, slick holes acclimatised themselves to the mind-bending sensations of her sweet pussy, asshole and mouth engulfing their cocks, each of the toned, stacked hardbody’s orifices perfectly practised in her squeezing, clenching and overall control over their dicks. Once they were inside her, their dicks were hers, and Spillsby balled his fists to prevent himself from surrendering his load to her sweltering, flexing cooch, while Pontus bit his tongue inadvertently as his immense shaft kept bludgeoning up against Spillsby’s shaft as it rooted in her gorgeous butt. Damon gripped her head and was on his tip toes as he eased his ginormous shaft in and out of the depths of Tamara’s gullet, balls flopping lazily against her chin as every stroke sent a shockwave through his groin that made him emit dark, satisfied groins. Tamara was loving it, but she loved the control even more, and when Damon found he could only get relief from withdrawing his shiny, spit-slickened tool from her maw, thumping it between her spheroid melons, Dareios filled in by facefucking her from the side, bulging her cheek.

SCLUKK – SCLUKK – SCLUKK – SCHLUUUKK –

There was a thick sound pulse of each of Tamara’s distended orifices squishing against all of the rigid meat-logs that penetrated her.

Slowly, agonisingly, tortured dick bloated inside Tamara’s honeypot, Spillsby groaned underneath her: 

‘I’m gonna… I’m gonna fucking cuuuuuu-‘

Before he could get any further, Tamara spat out Dareios’s dick from her mouth, and, ropes of saliva cascading over her chin onto the younger stud’s face from above, Tamara instantly admonished him.

‘You fucking spineless little creep! I WILL TELL YOU WHEN TO CUMMMMM!’

With that injunction, Tamara started to pick up the pace, and fling her pussy dementedly up and down, so that Spillsby and Pontus’s mega dicks were being hauled out of her holes by footlong lengths and squished back in, each more millimetre wringing the hyper-expanded fucktools more deliciously and sending manic thrills into them. Pontus retorted by grabbing Tamara’s booty and starting to slam her butt, drawing back twenty inches at a time and hammering it back into her bowels, while Spillsby just clung on underneath, every second seeming a mere thread from the delirium of release. It was Dareios that saved Spillsby, shoving Tamara backwards and levering her up and back so that Pontus was forced to realign, lying back on his ass while Tamara straddled him reverse cowgirl anal, and as Spillsby’s giant member popped obscenely out of the brunette’s splayed cunt, Dareios was in, lying on top and mounting her, blasting his inflated, rockhard rod and packing her juicy slot while Damon and Faslane clustered at either side of her and hammered their pricks into her face.

‘Fuck me harder boys, Girvyn knows it’s five of you and just one of little old me,’ Tamara giggled.

That really set off the studs. Tamara got the absolute shit fucked out of her, and for hour after hour after hour, no hole of hers was safe or left unfilled. Dareios dominated her cunt for over an hour of savage, brutal railing that made her legs kick and toes clench on either side of him, as Spillsby and Damon cluster-bombed her face. Spillsby took her ass after Tamara leaned forwards and shook her rump at him while she rode Faslane, glossy fuckdoll body undulating and churning as every stroke inside her silken insides brought each of them further to the edge. Pincushioned and perforated by the array of mega-sized schlongs, Tamara brutally rode each of her adversaries ragged, making sure to jackhammer her luscious booty on whatever big swinging dick squelched into her pussy or ass, easily engulfing whatever megadick was thrown her way in her limitless maw. The group were now sweating, heaving, breathing heavily, and Pontus, Faslane and Spillsby’s movements in particular were becoming more laboured as the exerted every calorie of effort to keep up with the demon-strumpet who never once stopped coaxing pleasure from their tortured cocks. Even while Dareios lifted her up, plugging her ass and presenting her pussy for each of them to plumb, they got no respite from forming a queue in the train they were running on her, and the more it went on, the more brassy and brazen Tamara got with her estimation of their efforts. 

‘Can’t even fuck one girl…’ Tamara called, ‘call yourself studs? Come on, who’s going to be the one to break me?’

It was in fact Faslane that relented first of all of them. He was sending slow, deep, heavy, long stroked into her as she laid on her back while three dicks dangled in her face, dripping precum onto her features. The huge man raised himself up one final, agonising time, arms burning, chest throbbing, heart completely apoplectic inside his chest with raw exertion. He looked her in the face.

‘Please… please… have fucking mercy. God above, have some fucking mercy…’

He faceplanted into her huge tits. Tamara grinned.