Tharros Cave Orgy 22

Studs and sluts - 

Extremely pleased to present the latest sexcapades in the fuckathon.

Hope you enjoy!

There were additions to The Nun and SFS by collaborators which I'll add to. 

As promised, next part of Nexus out at the end of the month. 

XXX

All Galiana did was just ease back slowly and exhale a satisfied, ‘AAAhhhhh…’ as if she were getting into a warm bath. She closed her eyes and ran a hand over her tits in slow, enticing circles, mixing the beading of milk with the precum that had been splattered on her stacked golden-tanned and already sweat-beaded cans.

‘Don’t break me, Damon,’ the blonde hyperslut said.

The just made him mad. When he pulled his hips back and withdrew his tool it felt as if he was pulling her pussy out along with it. There was weird a ripping squelch that accompanied the motion, the pink, slippery membrane of her vagina sliding along with it that could be seen stretched thin around his cock as he pulled his dong free and allowed it to hover over the dripping lips of her snatch once more.

‘But I don’t think there’s much chance of that…’ she eyed him nastily… ‘is there…?

This time Damon’s thrust was harder, smoother, more concerted. He rooted his gigantic prong in the blonde whore, looking down to see all the veins crisscrossing the flesh rod splitting apart her pink slit as he laid her open. There was a thud coming from deep inside her as his dick hilted in her, along with another squeeze of her tight waist in his hands.

She let out a little sound, a gasp. Her eyes fluttered.

‘O baby right there… *riiiight theeerreee*…’

Damon grimaced, sweat pouring off his brow onto the pair of colossal tits underneath him. The shine on the immense globes was hypnotic.

Then he was surprised to see Galiana’s heavy-lidded expression of total satisfaction shift into something condescendingly commonplace and matter-of-fact.

‘Except next time actually like, maybe, try putting it in?’

She giggled and wafted a delicate, precum-laced finger between her bimbo lips.

Damon groaned darkly, feeling the fuckdoll minx squeeze his lamp-post thick shaft with the tight, flexible walls of her juicy and practised pussy. It was like she was giving him an expert twisting hand job with her cunt. He could feel the brawny muscles in his immense schlong respond to the clutch she exerted around his pulsing organ and shuddered. Every muscle in his body was tightly contorted into a hypertrophic clench as he struggled to retain control. Slowly, he extracted his ragingly erect cock, precum bubbling out of the end into her silken folds as her expert manipulation of her sweltering cunt throttled his anaconda length.

This time after he had completed the two-foot retrieval of the immense fuck-cannon massively hard and erect between his legs, he gave it Galiana again with a swift, smooth, impaling push into her guts. It would have made an ordinary woman’s brains squish out of her ears as he hilted the monster tube into her.

She was examining her nails.

‘Yeah…’ Galiana said, not looking at Damon, ‘tell you what, you keep doing it and I’ll tell you when I feel something…’ her eyes glittered, ‘…stud…’

Damon bellowed like he was leading the vanguard against a minotaur tribe. Steam was rising from his broad back and his bulging muscles. Every calorie of effort was being expended in a wrestle with his tortured penis not to explode in the huge-breasted whore. How was she teasing him like this?

There was only one way through – attack.

He stopped thinking about holding back and started thinking about going all out on her. The way she deserved. He gave her one stroke, then another, then another, then another, every single time speeding up. There was a slow, mechanical slide or two as Galiana eye-fucked him and goaded him by corkscrewing her loins around his thrust, but he picked up the pace and started to slam his penis into her sloppy, squishy depths, time after time after time. His hips were soon a blur as he surrendered to the rhythm and was smashing her slippery velvet slot with a hammering fusillade of annihilating smashes that produced a bass slap from somewhere deep down inside the core of her body between her tits.

Galiana stopped giggling, tried to form more words, and then her eyes slid to the side.

‘I… I… I’ she almost croaked.

Then Damon was on top of her, hands holding either side of her head as she threw her arms around his back and clutched herself tighter to him, her giant tits squishing between them. They were locked, bodies rigid. Her toes curled and unfurled. Looking into his eyes, mouthing wordlessly, Galiana’s jaw was now hopelessly slack as Damon above her had his jaw clenched rigidly as he pummelled her slippery, wet hole. Soon Galiana succumbed to the shattering cumulative effect of the glossy molten piston hammering at her insides. Her eyes rolled back into her head and drool roped from her thick bimbo lips.

‘I’ve never seen him fuck like this,’ Faye commented.

‘*I’ve* never been fucked like this,’ Cassandra.

A light slap from Damon on her cheek brought her too even as his fuck club battered into her slit. He caught her face in his hand and slapped it again, caught it again and slapped it again.

‘Is *that* what you wanted, fucking slut? Is that what you wanted huh?’

Galiana was being aggressively humped and her insides liquified without remorse.

‘For the love of Girvyn, give it to me noooooooooooow!!!!’

Damon released Galiana’s head and came more slightly upright as he gripped her tits. Squeezing the enormous spherical globes caused spurts of milk to start to dribble and squirt unsystematically from her nipples.

Then she was more lucid, her expression nasty and contorted as her eyes bore into his.

‘Oh yeah, that’s it baby. That’s it. Fuck me like that, fuck me like that yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.’

Damon slapped her face.

‘Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, that’s it baby, that’s it you fucking stud, fucking ruin me, you like that? You like that pussy? You like that wet fucking pussy? Is that good for your dick? Huh? You fucking mutant cocked mother fucker, yeah give it to me just like that…’

Galiana’s monologue was oscillating between a monotonous rapid-fire stream of softly-worded epithets that would burst into a cacophony of shrieking curses when Damon hit the spot.

‘O-YEAAAHHH! That’s it you fucking stud cocksmiths fucker, stuff my fucking pussy with that mutant donkey pervert dick, YEAH! Give it to me baby give it to me give it to me yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah… split this slut in fucking two with that beast cock, you want to spit me in two? You’re fucking tearing me apart, you like that?’

Damon gave her another couple of slaps.

‘Fucking take it, whore…’

Galiana giggled as Damon placed his hand around her cheek and his thumb in her mouth.

‘I can take it stud, I can take everything you’ve got, is this it? Is this all you got mother FUCKER? Is this all you got, huh?’

Damon slapped her on the other cheek with his other hand and she laughed. A spurt of milk jetted from her tit and jetted in his face. It dripped off his nose and she gulped it down.

‘Big fucking dicked warrior stud, never met one I couldn’t wear down and make my little bitch.’

Damon’s furious dicking of the bimbo sex priestess had pressed her deep into the couch and a depression had formed where her bombshell booty had been pummelled into it.

‘Can’t fucking fuck me, can’t fucking slap me, what can you fucking do, donkey dick? What are you going to try, harsh language?’

He had formed into a standing crouch, hunched over her, and was ploughing her deeply with two-foot strokes that smashed her more deeply into it. He gritted his teeth and set them firmly, as he continued the task of pummelling her writhing and contorting frame into it and replaced his hands around her iron-hard waist to get better purchase on her lascivious squirmings. She folded her legs around his back, an artistry to her suppleness even as her quim was pulverised.

‘FUKKKKKKK MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!’

Impossibly, chest heaving, every muscle burning with exertion, jackhammer dick impaling Galiana with every stroke, Damon increased his pounding until suddenly –

CRACKKKKKKK!!! –

‘EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!’

There was an ominous and obviously unhealthy sound that emanated out from the juncture between Damon’s dick and Galiana’s pussy. It was the unmistakable sound of something important being broken.

It made everyone feel a little bit sick.

Everyone from the lube pool looked up.

‘That,’ Cassandra remarked professionally, ‘is the sound of her pelvis splitting in two.’

Everyone stopped.

Even Faye, who had Pontus and Faslane’s humongous dicks in her hand, found her normally impeccable rhymical control was slightly put off. Precum splattered her face just the same. It coursed through the air and surged into her cheeks and chin, but the rope and its impact was the only thing moving.

Totally still.

Except for Galiana.

‘I SAID FUCK ME YOU FUCKING USELESS SHITBAG!!!!!’

Damon was two minds for an instant. For an awful moment he thought that he had broken the gorgeous blonde hardbody like a child’s doll. But the next instant she was looking at him like he had killed her grandmother. It wasn’t pain or discomfort – it was pure unfiltered whoreish rage.

‘DO – NOT – STOP!!’

Her eyes were blazing and fierce. It was a command.

He hesitated, and in that moment the couch gave way underneath the blonde’s humongous, curvy rear-end. She collapsed into the hole, still connected to the gargantuan warrior by the bulky tip of his elongated fuck pipe still sticking into her packed slit.

‘EEEEEKKK – OOOPS!!’

Damon looked down. He had not only fucked the bombshell fuckdoll through the top part of the mattress, but what had forced it to give way was the gleaming steel frame underneath it that had been hammered out of shape. There were dents all the way along the bar, and like burning hot iron under the blacksmith’s hammer, the cumulation of successive strokes had battered it into more of a triangle than a straight line. The last stroke had burst through the dent and bent the bar. On either side, the bolted ends of the steel were fraying.

He recognised the particular colour and burnishing of the bar. It was Hyrucian steel. He had a sword made of the same material. It was very, very *very* hard and *incredibly* durable.

‘Shit…’ he said.

Galiana wasn’t interested in reflecting on the tensile properties of the couch they were halfway there to destroying.

The next thing Damon felt was gentle but firm pressure. Galiana had once more secured her legs around his back and locked her ankles over his glutes.

‘Baby-‘ the blonde slut demanded urgently, ‘come on, don’t you see I’m unbreakable?’

Damon gasped. Galiana’s pressure increased. The grip of her calves against his back became more insistent. It wasn’t as if he was trying to resist, but there was something about his rubbery cockend just shifting slightly inside her glossy, glistening cooch that made him know that he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

Underneath, Galiana did the tantalising move where she rippled her abs up and down in a smooth cascade, the muscles shifting in a crest.

‘Fukkk-’

Like a hinge, the blonde super whore priestess exerted an impossibly strong motion upon him and cranked him into her. His gigantic, pulsing penis, hard beyond comprehension, was once more being drawn into her. Precum was syphoning out of the slick, velvet folds that encompassed his rigidly tumescent shaft, and inch after inch of it was devoured by her cunt as the incredibly torsion of Galiana’s sleekly muscled legs broke the lock on his legs. He crumbled, and as he did so, he fell into her, powerdriving her with a downwards delving stroke that sheathed his cock inside her fully. His arms bulged, the only thing bracing him now, as, incredibly, smiling at him, Galiana continued the anaconda constriction of him, her thick quads clenching and ballooning around him as she kept continuing the press.

‘Unbreakable unlike… you…?’

She grinned.

There was another, similar, louder CRAKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

‘Ok, I was wrong about the first one,’ Cassandra said, ‘but I know a busted spine when I hear one.’

‘AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHFFFFFUKKKKKKK!!!’

‘Wrong again Cass…’ Faye said.

Faye had stopped from the task she had been performing in the lube pool, which was to stand astride Faslane, mounting but not fucking his gigantic cock, but rather allow the monster length to protrude out in front of him while she rode it, standing in front of him on her tip toes, and very slowly, very gently, slide her slippery, moist vagina over the top of the cunt-ripping length, letting the slickness of the clear lube and her slick pussy juices coat the engorged man-hammer, her gorgeous round bubble booty and her slip-sliding lips working up and down it. Simultaneously with this, the blonde tit-queen had her face angled up as her milky tits pressed into Faslane’s broad chest and she was literally giving his extended tongue a blowjob. Faslane had his tongue stuck out of his mouth, and the teen sex priestess was sucking and slurping her way around it with delicate vacuuming licks.