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Suikoden III - Sextain of Destiny	By : Streti Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 7009 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 16
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The hot summer day had cooled down into a quiet evening. But for some, the heat of the day still burned inside them.
Alanis slid her lips past Melville's cockhead, and onto her shaft, a pleased smile lingering in the corners of her cock-filled mouth. She looked up at her boyfriend, her eyes big and alluring. Melville also had more big and alluring round things to look at, since Alanis had changed her usual attire into a red dress with deep cleavage, showing off her abundant breasts.
She had had a growth spurt in recent years, and Melville had also had a spurt recently, the evidence still faintly visible on her tits and the dress as dried white trails.
"You're so hard again," said Alanis softly, licking his rigid tool. "No matter how many times we do it. Or where..."
She wasn't talking about the stains on her chest. They were outside, behind Karashu Castle as it was now called. Even with the knights and other new arrivals, the lands between the castle and the cliff overlooking Karashu Lake were still mostly secluded, enough for them to find a quiet spot with only some chance of getting caught.
"But you know what, Melville?"
"Ummm, what?" he asked. Whenever she spoke, it meant she would only tease his erect member at the most.
"I'm getting chilly in this flimsy dress," she said. "It's all I'm wearing. No panties, no anything..." she continued.
Then she suddenly lowered the visibly thin red fabric from her shoulders, revealing her breasts to the cool air and the golden hues of the evening sun.
No matter how many times he saw them, handled them, kissed them, fucked them, came on them, he couldn't but help stare slack-jawed at her beautiful, ample boobs.
"See?" she said, and rubbed her erect nipples, putting on a cute doe-eyed look. "We should go inside and find someplace warmer," she continued.
"Now?" groaned Melville.
"Now," answered Alanis softly.
She placed her lips on Melville's cock again, and licked up a long strand of precum that hung from the head, getting a reminder of the heady taste of his cum. Then she rose up, and pulled her dress back up.
Melville stuffed his hard cock into his pants, the rigid meat straining against the fabric as he followed Alanis back to the castle.
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When approaching the storeroom, they could hear the sounds of love-making from far away, and the air was heavy with the smell of sex.
"Should have known somebody had the same idea," whispered Melville.
"Who knew the storeroom could be sexy?" replied Alanis, as they quietly approached the less than quiet storage room.
"Huh! Lots of people, I guess," said Melville, when they looked into the dimly lit room.
"Figures," commented Alanis, and then they quietly took in the unabashed display of sexual abandon.
Babs, the Falenan mage, was getting pounded from behind by Carl, the big and brawny storeroom keeper. Rody, a mage more familiar to them, was leaning on a wall nearby and watching them, jerking off with lust in his eyes. Chief Hugo was lounging on a crate, watching as Bommer, another Falenan, fucked the pregnant Nera, on her back on a table. And then there was Anne, the Karayan who currently worked as head chef, and whose head was being held in check by Elliot, who was currently working his cock in and out of her mouth.
"Oh! Way to go Elliot!" whispered Alanis, excited as she watched their friend thrust his meat into the Karayan beauty's mouth.
"And she's riding somebody too," said Melville.
The Karayan beauty's naked body gyrated on top of some man on the floor as Elliot face-fucked her. Alanis noticed how Melville's gaze lingered on Anne, her dark honey skin strewn with copious remains of white seed.
"I'm all wet, just feel my thighs," she said to him.
Melville reached under the red dress and grabbed her full, round inner thigh, trailing his hand along her supple, soft skin. Sure enough, he felt her wetness, and he followed it to its source, her dripping pussy, with no panties to cover it under the light dress.
Alanis looked at him mischievously, grabbed his other hand and while he was still smelling his wettened fingers, they were already in the storeroom, the air of the storeroom now warmer than usual. Hugo was the first the take notice of them, smiling and beckoning them in. Alanis met him with a bright smile, while Melville just looked befuddled with everything going on in the storeroom. Then Hugo turned back to watching Nera and Bommer, but Alanis kept watching him, the Chief of Karaya's muscular physique glistening with some sweat, so it didn't look like he had been resting for long.
When they got closer to Elliot and Anne, they could see that under her was Morgan, the blind warrior. The threesome's discarded clothes were all over the place.
"Hey, Elliot!" said Melville.
"Uh, hey," said the blond man, now much bigger and taller than in their childhood years. He had been fucking Anne vigorously in the mouth, holding her tight by her honey blonde hair and delicate chin. Now Anne caught her breath from around Melville's cock, and she looked at them silently, her green eyes lit with desire.
"Looking good, Elliot. Don't let us stop you stuffing that slut's face," said Alanis, and dragged the surprised Melville further.
Nera was looking at Alanis and Melville as they made their way through the storeroom, but then her eyes settled on Hugo, lounging effortlessly on a crate. He flashed her a smile, and she meant to respond, but then Bommer fucking her demanded all of her attention again.
"Hunnggghhh..." groaned the fair-skinned southerner, holding Nera by her supple thighs and pounding her hard, driving his cock into her wet, hot pussy.
She was naked from the waist down, with her shirt still on, somehow, even after all the men groping and fondling her hefty breasts, bulging against the traditional Karaya garment. He was completely naked, and didn't have as much muscular definition as Hugo, but there were obvious reserves of masculine strength in his taut frame. Nera just watched him with a smile on her lips as he pounded her sperm-filled pussy, and drove searing hot flashes of pleasure through her. But she could also see he was nearing his limit.
"Is it that good?" she teased.
"Yesss!" replied Bommer, in lustful frenzy.
"Then prove it," she continued. "Pour your seed into me, without a care in the world!"
With an animal groan, the Falenan swordsman rammed into her, pushing his meat skewer as deep as it would go, and letting go inside her sloppy, semen-filled cunt. Strained grunts escaped from between his clenched teeth, and gobs of white goo escaped from his babymaker into her slick sex, already overflowing with remains of mixed spunk. Nera watched his climax as he came inside her, shuddering with each spurt, flooding her love canal with his baby batter in thick bursts. She enjoyed the sight of him, the man reduced to the will of the pulsing organ between his legs, and the hard meat momentarily lodged between her legs, filling her with even more cum than she had from the other men, pooling in her pussy and spilling onto her ass and the table.
"Ohhhh..." sighed the man finally, helplessly, his hard member still twitching between her folds, spilling the last of his copious load into her well-used, pleasurably pulsing hot snatch, overflowing with sperm.
"Ohhhh..." mirrored Nera softly, looking at Bommer with sensual appreciation in her eyes. The spent man was catching his breath, but soon he leaned in and grabbed the shirt around her ample bust, and kissed the smile on her lips.
Then he looked Nera in the eyes and shook his head. "Never knew what I was getting myself into when I came to the north."
"Now that you know, maybe you'll get yourself into me again sometime," said Nera, a flush just visible on her face and neck.
Bommer laughed and looked at Hugo, who was eyeing both of them with a glint in his eye. "Maybe. Looks like I'm staying here for a while."
He rose up, pulling out from Nera, and releasing more mixed sperm to pool out from her pussy. Nera also stood up, and rubbed her sore butt. Then she walked to Hugo, even as she felt the sticky semen of several men dripping out from her overflowing sex, leaving messy trails on her thighs and the floor.
Next, Alanis and Melville came upon a pink-haired young woman they hadn't seen from the doorway. The Falenan teen, Miko, was slumped against the wall, which looked like the site of a sperm-shooting contest. Most of it had missed the wall and was on her instead. She barely registered them when they came close.
"Wow!" hooted Melville, his jaw hitting the floor as he gawked at the young woman who had received a poorly conceived baby shower.
Alanis kneeled next to her. "If the men are all dried out we know who to blame. Enjoying yourself?" she asked.
Miko slowly looked at her, and nodded slightly. Even that made a string of thick semen hanging from her chin snap up and splash down on her sperm-soaked shoulderless chemise. Her pink hair was now streaked with white, and uneven strands of goopy jizz didn't so much run down her face as hung on it, semenly settled on her cute features with syrupy viscosity. Globs of spunk hung over her lips, crossing her narrowly open mouth, and her bare shoulders were haphazardly covered, a mess of white and naked skin, and it didn't look much different on her chemise. The white shirt was soaked through with cum, clinging to her skin, showing off the petite mounds of her breasts. Her dark gray bodice was stained with spooge, and on her dark blue plaid skirt, it was impossible to tell which parts of the pattern were originally there and which were the remains of a torrent of ejaculate.
Yet when she noticed Melville, she opened her mouth slightly more, stretching the bukkake bands pasted over her lips. She pointed at her cummy mouth with an expectant look at the Zexen male.
"Um, you want me to..." said Melville, feeling his pants getting even tighter.
"If you want to. And if you want him to," she said finally, turning back to Alanis.
Alanis gave her a wide smile. "Just leave some for me."
"I'm so glad I came to the north!" the cum-splattered teen suddenly ejaculated, making the ejaculate hanging from her features wiggle and snap off onto her clothes.
"And the north came on you!" commented Alanis gleefully.
"Some of it is Falenan..." she said with a smirk.
Alanis wrapped her hands around Miko's back, which was only slightly slimy with male fluid.
"Melville would never leave a poor cum-hungry Falenan in trouble," she said and looked at her boyfriend with a smile. Then she slowly kissed Miko, tasting the seed collected on her and in her mouth. Melville took out his hard cock and started stroking off, mouth gaping open as he watched Alanis make out with the messy Miko, getting some of the jizz from the Falenan teen onto herself and the red dress.
But after a while Alanis detached, and gave a quick look to Melville and Miko. Then she looked further into the room, at Rody.
The lean magician was leaning on the wall, jerking off. His shirt was off, but he still had his white pants on, lowered just enough that he could stroke his meat, as he gazed lustily at Babs and Carl. The full-figured Falenan mage and the husky storekeeper were fucking some distance away from Rody, but it was the male mage that Alanis was interested in.
She enjoyed how good he looked, propped against the wall, gazing with a lusty vacantness at the couple's love-making, as the hefty hunk of a man pounded the curvy conjuress, Rody's hand going back and forth on his cock.
"Hello, Rody," said Alanis, approaching him.
"Uh, hello," he said, turning to her, but the lust on his features going nowhere.
"Isn't this a waste..." uttered Alanis, and moved in for a kiss, and a touch, softly pressing her lips on his, and her hand on his bare chest.
Babs' skin was slick with sweat and sperm, which ran all over her upper body, her voluptuous chest glistening in the dim light of the storeroom. Her heavy breasts jiggled with Carl's thrusts, freed from the dress which was now jumbled under them, around her midbody, and binding her arms. The blue fabric was soaked and stained with countless loads of semen, and the dress felt wet on her skin, a cumrag impregnated with proof of the men's lust on her. It had been pulled down to fully reveal her tits, and now the upper part of the dress was stretched tight around her arms, holding them locked in place behind her.
"Hungh... you feel good to be fucked!" grunted Carl, holding Babs by her arms, pulled back, and driving his cock into her.
"Yes! I certainly do! Fuck me!" moaned Babs in response.
Anne was riding Morgan and stroking Elliot's rock hard cock at the same time in a fast but natural rhythm.
"Got any cum left for me?" she asked, with an innocent look in her big green eyes, even as her shapely body gyrated around Morgan's cock, her skin glistening with sweat and sperm.
"Urghhh... dunno," replied Elliot. He was gritting his teeth, strained as the Karaya beauty jerked off his meat, slick with her own saliva. "Guess you'll just have to -unngh- find out."
Anne looked straight at his cockhead and its opening. "Oh, is there any sticky white stuff for poor old me?" she pleaded to Elliot's organ.
"Unng... take it! Take it all!" shouted Elliot.
"Ohh!" yelped Anne in delight, and watched the big blond man tense and thrust his loins forward, fucking her hand unintended. His sticky white stuff erupted all over the Karayan blonde, who closed her eyes just in time.
Elliot continued pumping her hand, and his cock flung his copious spooge on the smiling Anne in wavy splatters, adding to all the ejaculate already coating her skin. Sperm splashed on her face and smile, the heavy goo smacking across her features, and on her chest, sprays of thick white manmilk on her naked honey skin, from her shoulders to upper chest to tits, spunk blot patches here and there over the upper curves of her beautiful breasts.
When he was groaning with the last of his release, Anne opened her green eyes, somehow safe between streaks of cum on her glazed face. A long rope of semen hung off from his cock, and she lapped it up with her tongue, tasting his sticky goo before swallowing it. Then she pressed her lips on his cockhead, suckling his hot knob, and sucking off his jizz.
Rody's hazy eyes went from Alanis to Babs and Carl, and back to Alanis. She ran her hand down his body, savoring the feel of his skin, and glanced quickly at his constant pumping of his stiff prick.
"Want me to lend a hand? Or my mouth?"
The young mage gaped at her.
"You never were much of a conversationalist," commented Alanis, and kneeled in front of him. She softly pressed her lips on his cockhead, and then over her hard meat, and back again. She looked up at him, but he still had trouble choosing between the young woman in red dress with his cock in her mouth, and the voluptuous Falenan sorceress being pounded by the storekeeper.
But she didn't need his eyes to blow him. Focusing on the job at hand, and in her mouth, she sucked him off without caring where he was looking, running her lips over his hardness and caressing it with her tongue, exploring every vein and bump of his rigid staff.
Unknown to her, now Rody's gaze lingered on the beautiful brunette, her eyes closed as she fellated him, but soon he looked back at the Falenan blonde, her heavy round tits bouncing and jiggling as Carl railed her hard. The cum-stained dress, stretched tight over her arms and midbody, made her look even more enticing, half-clothed yet uncovered, her shoulders and upper back revealing enough of her sensual feminine form to make her appear naked in her lust, in the lecherous ravages of the burly storekeeper's unrelenting pounding.
Suddenly, Babs let out a loud yelp, then scrunched her eyes shut and threw her head back, mouth wide open. With a broken moan, she came, and Carl let up just slightly, panting heavily as the magician shuddered and twitched, her pussy spasming needily on his big cock. With his need visible on his face, he continued fucking her, until she gasped the last whimper of her release, and would have collapsed of exhaustion, if not for his hold and the blue dress wrapped tight around her.
Instead, he lowered her slowly to the floor, where she lay slumped, in a half-kneeling position, catching her breath. Her heavy breasts hung down, massive orbs of titflesh, while the dress wound itself tighter around her arms and midbody. Tiredly, she lifted her head up, and met Carl's sloppy, hard club.
"You -ohhh- fucked me good," she said. "Just do whatever you will for your release."
He didn't need any more urging, and grabbed her head, feeding his meat to her mouth. "Mmmph... ahhh..." she whimpered, struggling to breathe, as Carl fucked her face, and Rody remembered Alanis, his own rod enjoying her gentler oral treatment.
They happened to look at each other, and then Alanis looked behind her, at the big man stuffing the spent sorceress' mouth.
"So you like that?" she said with a smile and sloppily lapped precum from his magic rod. Then she picked up her pace, fucking Rody's rod with her equally magical mouth.
"Unnngg... gaaah!" groaned and roared Carl, pulling out as he spewed his load.
Babs stuck out her tongue and panted for air as his rain of cum fell on her, thick sprays of spooge splashing loudly on her face, covering her pretty features and slowly running down, as the big man kept on grunting, and his big cock kept on spurting, ejaculating all over the busty mage. Her ample boobs gathered plentiful cummy coating, their abundant round curves soon covered with jizz running down her nipples and into her cleavage, joined by sperm dripping down from her face. Long, viscous strands of semen slowly drooped down from her chin and snapped off to splash on her quickly cum-glazed tits. Trails of manmilk ran down the exposed skin of her upper body and hefty jugs and onto the blue dress, the fabric soaking up even more baby batter.
When it was over, Carl staggered, but held his balance, his spew-shooter dripping the last of his load in front of Babs. The busty blonde was a mess of cum, covered all over with jizz and looking thoroughly pleased about it in her own afterglow. Sticky spunk was splattered all over her face and tongue, until she closed her mouth and tasted his semen. Her beautiful breasts were completely covered with cum, and the blue dress, still constricting her, was haphazardly decorated with splotches of fresh seed.
"Ohhh... You never run out, do you? There's so much of it!"
As the Falenan mage got glazed with thick spooge, Rody's eyes widened with lust, a desperate grimace on his usually boyish features. He grabbed Alanis by the hair and thrust forward, spurting his cum deep in her throat, and making her gulp in surprise. She wrung her mouth off from his hard, sloppy piece, having him ejaculate all over her features, his dick spasming and spraying sloppy spunk right onto her face, jizz splashing first on her one cheek and then the other, dripping down her lips, and running down her face.
Rody stared slack-jawed at Babs, long ropes of Carl's ejaculate hanging from her smiling face, and her heavy breasts glistening with their abundant splashings of pearly jism. Then he looked down at Alanis, who was getting a similar finish from his spewing cock, her large eyes intent on him, half of her face wet, with his balls now emptying on her chest. Copious cum was already running down her skin into her abundant cleavage, her large breasts barely held in check by the flimsy red dress, which was also catching a lot of Rody's load. The thin red fabric was clinging to her milky mammaries, with dark wettened spots and patches completely soaked through, and more white spurts landing on the garment.
When he was done, her upper chest and cleavage were a mess of splattered jizz, and more strands of viscous sperm were hanging off from her face and snapping off to splash down on her curves and the cum-stained red and wet dress. Alanis was giving him a very wide cummy smile, like a cat that got all the cream.
"It's all over me... Now I feel like one of the gals!" exclaimed the busty Zexen.
Rody was shivering and trembling in the aftershocks of his climax, panting as he took in the sight of the brunette that he had splattered with his sperm. A little farther away, the blonde Babs was kneeling on the floor, sucking off the remains of Carl's cum and her own juices from the storekeeper's meaty pole. Indeed, it didn't take Rody much imagination to think that it could have been his seed all over the Falenan mage, her even bigger breasts and her blue dress, halfway off and half stretched tight over her voluptuous figure and her arms, down and dirty bondage with clothing.
Likewise, it could have been Carl's load plastered all over the beautiful Alanis, on her slightly smaller but nevertheless impressive tits, and the red dress which at least so far was still somewhat more presentable than Babs' jizz-soaked garment. The lean mage's dick twitched just at the thought, sending still some more semen dripping from his cockhead. Not content with just the spooge crisscrossing on her face and dripping down to her tits and skimpy dress, Alanis quickly licked up the new treat from Rody's rod.
"You and Melville must be eating the same things," she commented, then played around with the seed in her mouth and blew a bubble of the slimy goo.
Melville quickly took off his clothes and carelessly threw them behind him, as the cum-dripping Miko eyed him and his rock hard cock with a wry smile. He grabbed her slimy pink hair and pushed his erection past her white-glazed lips, making some more strands of jizz snap off and drip down onto her white chemise and dark blue skirt.
The cum-coated teen mewled with pleasure as Melville started fucking her face, grunting and huffing with deeper pleasure as his meat plunged again and again into the soft caresses of her mouth. Just the sight of the pretty young woman, covered all over in semen down to her clothes, was enough to overload him, pushing him to a frenzy, and soon he was ramming her sloppy face, overwhelmed by lust, making Miko strain to breathe, spilling drool out from her mouth to add to the wet mess on her shirt, gray bodice and plaid skirt.
Eventually Miko had to push back, and Melville slowed down and pulled back, thick strings of saliva connecting his rigid hard-on and Miko's mouth as she gasped for air. They shared a wordless gaze, Melville looking down at her, also collecting his breath, his eyes hazy with euphoric desire for her. She looked up at him with seductive lust and awed amusement.
"Ahhh, whee," she uttered, and started stroking his sloppy rod. "Some of them were quicker -ahhh-" she said, pausing for breath. "Coming on me." She trailed a finger down the coating of jizz on her cheek. "Ready to paste me," she said and licked around her lips, "with this stuff."
There was another silence between them, filled with the fucking, groaning, slapping from the rest of the room.
"Don't you wanna?" There was tease in her smile.
"Sounds like you want it even more," quipped Melville back.
"Sometimes a girl's gotta have her cum," she replied.
"Don't you have enough?" asked Melville, as Miko kept stroking his slick erection.
"No."
"Then take a deep breath and open up," said Melville, breathing heavily himself, like a bull ready to breed.
Miko did as told and offered her open mouth to him. He grabbed her head with both hands and rammed his cock deep in her mouth, pistoning between the semen-slick lips of her goo-coated face.
A trail of cum led to the wall, on which Nera was leaning, looking back at Hugo and giving him a mischievous smile. Her legs were spread and her pussy was on display for him, a viscous mix of jizz dripping down from her. From the mess on her thighs, it was obvious she had been fucked well and hard, yet her expression was equally obvious of her needing more.
The Chief of Karaya gave his second in command a bright smile, approached her and grabbed her full butt, groping her bare and sore asscheeks. Then he moved up, caressing her through the shirt, sending shivers through her, and then he started working off her shirt. With the clingy fabric halfway up, he forcefully turned the busty woman around, and roughly removed the shirt, sending her heavy breasts jiggling when they were finally uncovered. He threw the shirt to the side and pressed her against the stone wall, then kissed her, hungrily, squeezing and kneading her ample tits, only letting go to stroke and pinch her pointing nipples. Then Hugo let his hands wander down Nera's curves, to the slight swell of her pregnant belly, to her thighs, and back up to her full butt, where he stopped and groped her ass roughly.
Nera also caressed Hugo's naked body, his muscles firm and hot, and she made her way down to his dick, not so firm and hot.
"How many has it been?" she asked. "Usually this would be all hard already."
"I've lost count," he replied breathily, between the kiss.
"Me too," she said, and pushed on Hugo. He stepped back, and she kneeled, smiling sensually at him. "So many beautiful women to fuck and paint with your seed," she said and licked his hanging member. "You poor thing."
But when she kept licking and suckling it, tasting the tangy aroma of mixed pussy on his manmeat, it quickly started hardening again. Soon it was rigid enough for her to blow, and she could feel it growing and hardening in her mouth, between her lips, moaning pleasantly as her mouth was getting filled. As his pole pointed higher and higher, she picked up her pace, hungrily mouthing the now very firm and hot tool. Looking at Hugo standing over her, she could see the fire in his eyes and the lust on his features.
Breathing heavily, she lapped the rigid rod with her tongue, then backed off and stroked it slowly.
"I want this inside me," she said with an intent look.
Hugo gave a soft laugh. "Your wish is my command."
He lifted Nera back up and pressed her against the wall, holding her leg up as he sunk his cock into her still cum-dripping pussy, making her spill more seed onto her thigh, on him and onto the floor. He placed her lips onto hers for another long, hungry kiss, and started fucking her, their naked bodies tightly together.
When the spent Elliot had staggered off, Anne and Morgan had moved to the table that had received a thorough stress test from Nera and Bommer, most recently. Likewise, her shapely body was strewn with countless lines of dried or still wet cum. She wrapped her shapely legs around the blind man as he slotted his piece at her tight, hot and puffy slit, more expertly than some men who could see.
Anne watched the older warrior fuck her, with a stoic expression, then she looked at her breasts, jiggling with Morgan's thrusts. Her boobs were adorned with Elliot's abundant load, which she could also feel on her face, and more from the other men all over her body.
"Wish you could see me," she said.
At that, he let one hand roam her naked body, feeling the heat on her round curves and the dried streaks of semen on her skin, not having made his way to her freshly cum-splattered tits yet.
"Your body is marked with lust," he commented.
"Marking makes it sound as if they had any idea where there were spraying their cum!" she retorted.
"A problem I've seen on my own too," he said stoically, even as his muscled frame rippled with his manmeat filling her wet pussy.
"Ohhh..." she moaned, as his hand reached the wet mess of white spooge all over her boobs.
"Yet you like it."
"Yesss..." she mewled as he continued plugging her.
He spread the jizz around on her tits and chest, seemingly with some relish now. Soon he picked up the pace of his thrusts into her, his expression now a mix of pleasure and exertion, and Anne was voicing her own pleasure in pace with his thrusts.
Miko forcefully patted Melville on the waist, three times with both hands, until he let her head go and withdrew from her mouth. She gasped for air, and continued breathing heavily, looking up at him with a blissful smile on her messy face. Drool dripped down from her chin as ropey slop, mixed with remains of jizz from her skin, wetting and staining her clothes further. The white chemise was sheer in wet spots, showing the color of her skin, and the haphazard white stains stood out on her gray bodice and blue plaid skirt. The cum on her face had coagulated into a lewd visage where not wettened by her saliva, a shimmering sheen of dried jizz. On her disheveled pink hair, it was easier to see in how some of her locks stood out or hung off to the side, or stuck to her skin, gelled into haphazard positions with all the male fluid unloaded onto her head.
Melville's erection stood hard and sloppy just inches from her face as she gathered her breath. Looking at it, smelling his scent, she felt dizzy with lust.
"Ahhhh.... hhhh.... Tell me... where... you wanna come..." she panted.
"In your ass," answered Melville without hesitation.
The Falenan teen looked at him with delightful surprise, then she extended a hand to him, and he helped her up.
"Just like that," she said, and kissed him, sloppily because there was no other way they could have kissed in her state.
Then she turned around and leaned on the wall, presenting her mostly clean backside to him, since most of the dried sperm was on her front. Melville eagerly pulled up her dark blue plaid skirt, and relished the sight and feel of her large but firm ass. She was mostly slim, but her butt was round and full, two meaty buttocks forming an ample behind, and he let his hands do the talking, caressing and fondling and squeezing her peachy cheeks to no end. Then Melville grabbed and groped her soft and full thighs, enjoying the supple feel of the slim girl's ample legs. But soon he pushed her thighs farther apart and touched his cockhead on her dripping pussy, making her sigh, then pulled higher, spreading her buttcheeks to take in the sight of her puckered opening.
Miko was still breathing heavily, but now with expectation, looking at Melville as he slowly pushed his sloppy cock into her tight anal passage. With a smile, she enjoyed his hard tool filling her ass, and then mewled softly as he started fucking her, working up his pace as he plumbed the Falenan teen's butt.
As Hugo fucked Nera from behind, more of the mixed seed of other men spilled out from her. Her toned thighs were a mess of semen as copious cum leaked out from her cunt and ran down her legs, and her sperm-filled pussy sounded like a butter churn as Hugo pounded her.
"You've had your share," growled Hugo in her ear.
"Ohhh... I have... And so have you!" she replied.
"Haven't had enough yet," he said and pushed deep in her.
"Ahhh... I feel so nasty..." she moaned, closing her eyes and pressing tighter against the wall.
"Nhhh... What a naughty mom," he uttered, and caressed her stomach, feeling the firmness of her developing pregnant belly.
"Yes! Fuck this naughty mom hard!" she moaned, louder and deeper now, and he obliged her, filling her tight quim again and again with his hard cock, enjoying her ecstatic moaning. He ran a strong hand over her sweaty skin, from her hot, naked back to her round, heavy tits, back to the slight swell of her belly, to her full and taut ass, breathing hard as he railed his beautiful second in command, occasionally grabbing her dark brown hair and turning her head to see the desire on her features. At times he would slow down his pace, and brush away her hair to kiss her neck, moving down her sensitive skin to her shoulders and back, until he pushed his cock harder and deeper into her wet and tight pussy, making her moan softly again, surrendered to sexual pleasure, and Hugo enraptured by her beauty.
"Wow!" came a voice familiar to Alanis. She turned around fast, her movement also swinging the ropes of spooge hanging from her chin. It was Elliot, who still had some of the roundness that he'd had when younger, but he had bulked up, becoming more muscular and masculine. Alanis was staring almost directly at his dangling dong, resting now but still looking meaty, before she lifted her eyes up to his, impressed by his stature towering over her.
"Elliot!" replied Alanis. "Like what you see?"
He looked at her spooge-glazed face, then her bust, barely held by the flimsy dress. Her big, beautiful boobs were coated with glistening cum, which was also seeping into the red dress. His eyes stayed on her cleavage, and his mouth stayed open. You could almost see the drool forming.
"Your breasts have grown so big!" he finally said.
"That's what you're focusing on?" she asked, sticking her fingers into the spooge over her cleavage and spreading it around.
"Umm, well, it's obvious Rody there liked whatever you did with him."
"You're still the same Elliot deep down," commented Alanis. "What about you, do you like it?"
"Uhhh, umm, yeah," he replied, staring at the sexy brunette soaked with seed.
"Good enough," said Alanis, rose up and grabbed his hand.
She led him across the storeroom to some crates, which had haphazard markings of stray spunk on them, and a thick cloth on top, mostly clean and only recently fucked on.
"You can do whatever you want with me, you know," she said to him in a sultry voice.
"Oh. Okay," he said, and with single motion, he pulled the dress off from her tits.
Just as quickly, he mouthed one breast and suckled and licked her erect nipple, grabbing her other breast and squeezing and fondling and kneading it. Then he moved his head, directing his oral devotion to her other nipple and groping the other boob forcefully, giving the impression that he would have grown two heads if he could, to kiss and lick two ample boobs simultaneously.
Then he dragged the bottom of her dress up, revealing the feminine triangle between her luscious thighs, and effortlessly lifted her up on the cloth. Alanis looked at the blond-haired man with sudden excitement as he parted her thighs and uncovered her dripping wet nether lips, framed with trimmed brown pubes. Just like that, Elliot had his tongue on her snatch, licking her wetness and sending a pleasant warmth through her with his teases.
"Ohhh yes! Keep going!" moaned Anne.
She was now leaning on the crates, ass up as Morgan fucked her with hard, deep thrusts, holding onto her full ass as he rammed her, and she squealed and mewled, loudly, breasts pressed on the sex-soaked cloth. She had her face turned back to see as much of him as she could, her eyes hazy with sexual heat. He let out animalistic growls, his face in a kind of grimace, less restful now even with his closed eyes. Anne was admiring his sweaty muscles as it hit her, like teeth that bit into her, making her wail and turn away from him as she trembled and convulsed, feeling her pussy spasm around Morgan's hard cock, pounding into her, jolts of ecstacy coursing through her wound up body with each penetration.
After strained, wordless gasps, delirious prayers to spirits somewhere at the ceiling of the storeroom, Anne went through a few final aftershocks, then relaxed.
"Ohhh... stop... stop!" she whimpered to Morgan, and without delay, he rested. "Thank you..." she said feebly, still feeling his hardness inside her pleasure-soaked snatch, and his touch on her body.
"Let me... just... ahhh..." she drawled out, slumped on the crates, partly held up by the blind warrior.
Miko let out soft yelps as Melville rammed her ass, fucking her from behind. His face was hazy with lust, the teen's butthole squeezing his hard cock tight as he slapped on her meaty booty and pushed into her anal passage.
"Hnnngh! Miko... your ass is so good!" he yelped.
Then he suddenly grunted, just barely, and groaned with deep satisfaction, unloading his balls into her asshole, stretched out around his spasming meat. He held tight onto her waist, spewing thick spurts of cum in the hidden confines of her bowels, filling her ass with his copious white slime. Then he was done, dizzy with pleasure and afterglow, catching his breath and collecting himself, with his engorged sperm-spewer lodged inside Miko's rump.
"Keep going! Keep fucking me!" pleaded Miko, with breathy need.
Melville stirred from his spent and satisfied daze, and started moving again, breathing heavy with instantly renewed lust, not having time to go soft. He got back up to speed slow at first, plumbing her tight ass carefully, with the new sensation of his abundant jizz lubricating her back passage.
"Yes! Yesss!" she moaned, and put a hand between her legs, fingering herself as Melville butt-fucked her again.
Hugo and Nera were in a tight embrace, her back to the wall, his hard muscled body pressing onto her as thrust deep into her pussy, kissing each other hungrily and gasping for air whenever they could. They were still vaguely aware that they weren't alone in the storeroom but at this point they didn't care, they had each other and that was almost more than either of them could take.
Her big, soft tits were squeezed between her and his strong chest, and she was standing on only one leg, with Hugo holding the other up, as he pushed hard into her. She held onto his back, and caressed his skin when she could, feeling the tense power in his muscles, and how they moved when he pounded her.
Then she went off, wailing into his mouth, pressing against the wall, and then him, shuddering and shaking in his hold, and she could feel his touch on the swell of her belly, and his hard cock deep inside her, filling her with even more cum, spurt after spurt after spurt of hot seed spraying out in her overloaded cunt. She could hear the sounds of his climax, between her own, and she held tight onto him, a firestorm of sex and ecstacy swirling around them.
"Yes! Yesss!" moaned Miko.
Melville pounded her ass with renewed vigor, holding fast onto her meaty buttcheeks as he crammed her tight cum-filled asshole, breathing lustily into her neck. Miko was feeling hot in her clothes, starched and stained with dried sperm, but getting them off now would have meant losing Melville's cock, for just a moment, and having to stop her fingers frigging her pussy and sensitive nub, so she would rather sweat and feel hot all over, her eyes in a sensual haze that was lost on the wall she was leaning on.
"Ohhhhhhh yessss!" she yelled, loudly, and then hugged the wall tight, pressing her cheek on it as Melville pressed on between her buttcheeks.
She wailed in a high pitch, eyes closed. Her hand at her pussy was seized still as if cramped, but the cramps emanated from her nether regions and sent stinging sensations through her whole body, and jammed her brain whole, as Melville jammed her brown hole, and he kept on going, making her sputter incoherently. The Falenan teen was completely overwhelmed with the sensation of the Zexen meat sexing up her ass, and her leg-shaking orgasm, which would have been enough to knock her down if she wasn't held up between the wall and Melville.
Then, finally, it was over, and she was over, clinging even harder onto the wall, breathing heavily in a sated state of delirious ecstacy, with the male piece still relentlessly pounding her willing butthole, sending aftershocks of pleasure into her hot and pleasured snatch.
Babs led Rody to the table where Hugo and Morgan had first double-penetrated her. Now the older Falenan warrior was standing in front of Anne, the beautiful Karaya cook naked and on her knees, and she was looking up at him as she stroked his throbbing hard manhood, a glint in her green eyes.
"Oooh! We're going to get another show!" said Babs.
Anne smiled at her and Rody, then turned back to look at the blind warrior. Babs moved behind Rody and pressed her cummy boobs on his back, then she started touching and caressing his resting penis.
"She's going to make him come all over her," she said to the male magician's ear. "You like that, don't you?"
"Uh-huh," replied Rody. His own cum-flinger was already responding to her touches, and the sight of Anne and Morgan's sensual scene.
The position stretched Anne's beautiful body taut. Her curved posterior enticed Rody's wandering eyes as it caught what light there was in the storeroom, her rounded midbody looked like what she ate went just into the right places, and her breasts hung with beautiful heft that just begged to be touched. On her naked skin, the remains of testes milk attesting to her beauty could still be seen.
"To imagine I would find another Falenan hunk here," commented Babs, eyeing the muscled Morgan.
"Ungh... Thank you," said Morgan, as Anne continued stroking him fast.
"Keen ears!" said Babs with surprise.
"Mmmmmmmh," moaned Alanis, and spat Bommer's cock out from her mouth. The Falenan swordsman's hard, sloppy erection bounced back and slapped her on the cheek, but she took it in stride. Looking down at her with lusty delight, he grabbed his slab and slapped it all over her still slightly semen-slick face, poking it into her smooth skin and dragging it across her beautiful features, from her forehead to the delicate curve of her nose, from her cheeks to her sensual lips.
Alanis took hold of his pole and held it to her face, and Bommer started rubbing his meat on her soft skin like that, giving a new meaning to face-fucking. Then she grabbed Elliot by his blond hair and lifted his head up from her pussy.
"I want you inside me, Elliot," she said, her eyes blazing with desire. At least, from what the burly Zexen could see beyond the Falenan man rubbing his cock on her face.
She lay down on the crate, her back on the sperm-spotted cloth, and her feminine form stretched out beautifully over the container turned cumstained fuckbed. Elliot moved around and grabbed her shapely legs, his cock twitching at the sight of Alanis' trimmed, dripping wet pussy. Her ample breasts rose up from her heaving chest, spreading out in an alluring round form, and the red dress was still jumbled around her midbody, doing nothing to cover her nakedness and only accentuating the nudeness of the rest of her fair skin.
Breathing heavily, Elliot slowly guided his heavy member at her entrance, and elicited a mewl from her when he pushed in. Carl had sauntered off somewhere, so Bommer had free rein of her upper body. Her head hung over the edge of the crate, resting on the cloth, and Bommer plugged his dick back into her mouth, eagerly fondling her breasts as Elliot started slowly fucking the Zexen sexpot, the two men spitroasting her on their cocks.
In a lusty stupor, panting with his mouth open, Melville fucked the spent and satisfied Miko in the ass. In her post-orgasmic bliss, she whimpered sensually as Melville plowed her cum-filled butthole, her anal passage squeezing his hard cock tightly even with the added lubrication. Even with that proof of his previous climax, he couldn't take any more. With an almost pained guttural groan, he pulled out from Miko's ass, took hold of her plaid skirt and wrapped it around his pulsing, sloppy erection, stroking himself off. It didn't take much, and with one hand he held onto her as he moaned and groaned, pumping his meat with Miko's skirt and sending thick spurts of cum all over her hitherto mostly unspoiled backside.
A few stray strands made their way all the way up to her bare neck, but most of Melville's load landed on her clothes. White ropes of spooge settled on the white chemise with black trims, soaking through the fabric. Wracked by his peak of pleasure, he kept spewing more and more sperm on her, with the dark gray bodice also taking heavy hits. Less fluffy and pliant to soaking up cum than her chemise, the heavy trails of man-goo ran down the bodice, onto the dark blue plaid skirt, stretched and bundled up as Melville still used the skirt to jerk himself off onto its wearer.
Miko looked back at him with a soft open-mouthed smile, looking almost excited as she and her clothes were getting covered with a fresh load of seed, as Melville kept coming and coming. But eventually he stopped, loosened his grip on her skirt and his cock, and swayed in place, looking at Miko with a post-climactic mindlessness that turned her smile into a grin. She could feel his abundant load seeping through her chemise, now on her back, and she savored the sordid feeling of being covered with even more cum than before. She was wearing semen all over her, most of it soaked up and dried into her clothes and hair, and now with a fresh helping of gooey spew all over her backside. As Melville let go of her plaid skirt, the sticky spunk slowly ran down the stained fabric, slimy where he had wrapped it around his dick, with the last remains of his copious load oozing down the disrupted pattern of the cumstained clothing.
* * *
Later that evening, Nell and Lorelai were walking down the corridor on the ground floor, when they saw Anne emerging from the basement level where the storeroom was.
Nell was used to seeing the Karayan blonde come and go, but not like this. Thick white semen was pasted over her face, running down her features and hanging off her chin. Her shirt had been pushed under her breasts, which had been splattered with sperm, and her hair was disheveled. Even beyond the fresh ejaculate on her face and bust, there were obvious remains of dried seed, a lot of it, and it looked like she was unabashedly showing it off. When she passed them by, she had a sultry glint in her green eyes and a mischievous smile on her recently spunk-splashed lips. She looked very pleased with herself as she walked into the corridor.
Nell was reminded of her similar yet very different night walk a few months ago, making her blush. She hoped her mother wouldn't notice.
"They're just as horny as they were back then. Or even more so," the swordswoman commented, with a soft smile.
"Really? You saw this kind of thing back then?" asked Nell.
Lorelai gave her a sideways glance. "I should have told you more about times like that, too."
"Umm, well..."
"But not now. Tell me once more how you got that rune," she said.
* * *
Another sunny summer day had arrived at the castle, and Nell was making her rounds around the grounds. She had been talking late into the night with her mother, but now her thoughts were interrupted.
"Hi, miss Nell!" called Louis, the young knight from Zexen. "On your walk as usual?"
"Hi, Louis," she replied. "Please, just call me Nell."
"I'll try to remember," he said cheerfully.
"How is your day?" asked Nell.
"On a sunny day like this, this place makes me think of Castle Budehuc. I like it here," he said with a smile. "Did you know there's some commotion at the gate?"
"Again? We're getting popular."
"So we are!" affirmed Louis.
Nell made her way to the gate, where a similar yet different scene from yesterday was taking place. Lord Godfrey and a number of the Camaroan knights he had brought were spread out beyond the gate, some with their hands on the hilts of their swords. They were giving nasty eyefuls to a group of latter arrivals, who looked familiar somehow.
"Good day, Lady Nell!" greeted Stephen.
Nell rolled her eyes and her whole head slightly, but didn't bother correcting him. "Good day... Lord Godfrey. What's going on here?" she asked of Stephen.
"Bandits!" the lord sneered. "They attempt to sidle in to the encampment and the grounds!"
Nell looked at the newly arrived group. Then recognition hit her.
"The bandits!" she mouthed in surprise.
"Indeed," said Stephen.
"From Chisana pass!" continued Nell.
"Ahhh, the pretty gal remembers us," said Rak, chief of the bandits. His beard didn't look as scraggly as Nell remembered, but he and his group still stood out like a sore thumb from the well-kempt knights and Lord Godfrey around them.
"Yes, but, um, what are you doing here?" she asked.
Most of the bandits were further back, but next to Rak was a red-haired woman with obvious strength in her lean frame, and a tall man in a light blue outfit, by happenstance creating a contrast with Lord Godfrey's coat of similar hue.
"You know these ruffians?" asked Stephen.
"No, to put the story short," replied Nell, still waiting for Rak's answer.
"Didn't expect no st-- knights here of all places," said Rak, swallowing a slur. Stephen's expression grew grimmer.
"What? Why not?" asked Nell, puzzled.
"Been hearing things," the bandit chief started. "A bawdy house for the likes of us, a real wretched hive of scum and villainy. Yeh heh heh!"
Stephen looked at Nell incredulously.
"But this ain't no house! Just what kinda operation ye running here, poppin' a small village up outta nowhere? Looks like we was duped!"
"Who duped you?" came a voice.
"Ye keep that magic rune down, now!" said Rak, hastily.
Hugo came through the gate, holding up his left hand with the Rage rune.
"This is already turning out to be a real show without fireworks," said Hugo, and lowered his hand. "You said you were duped, what do you mean?"
"Nah, not like that," replied Rak, put at ease. "Just things, past the pass, round White City, ye know?"
"Is this making any sense to you?" asked Stephen.
"What kind of things?" asked Nell, from Rak.
"Uh, outlaw settlement, that kinda thing."
"Outlaw settlement?" repeated Hugo, watching the bandit chief keenly.
"And knights," continued Rak.
"Knights?" asked Stephen.
"Please, let him speak," said Nell.
"The Knights coming into the pass, shoving us off! It's all because of ye, or that's we thought, at least. But wouldya look at this!" he said and spread his arms at the knights around them. "Knights all over the place, and we just come marching in! I dunno what's going on around here anymore."
"That we share, if nothing else," said Stephen. The tall bandit in the light blue outfit glared at him.
"You mean Chisana pass has been closed off by the Knights?" clarified Hugo.
"Finally he gets it!" shouted Rak, exasperated. There were some laughs from the bandits, including the man and woman beside him.
"And from the things you heard, it's because of us? A so-called outlaw settlement."
"That's about the size of it. So we think, maybe we come and see fer ourselfs. 'N see yer pretty gals, yeh heh heh!" he said, eyeing Nell.

"Is that really all you're here for?" asked Nell.
"Not sure what ta make outta this," replied Rak, serious, scratching his head. "So if ye don't mind us scoping the joint out, we'll be good, honest."
"You got any money?" asked Hugo.
The tall man produced a slim-looking bag of potch, not saying a word.
"You're welcome to have a look at our little village as you called it. But only in groups of six, and accompanied by a guard. There are some shops around, maybe try buying stuff for a change," said Hugo.
Rak made an approving expression. "That's fairer treatment than we get at some places. It's a deal, chief."
He took three more bandits with him, ordered the rest to back off until his return and went into the castle grounds. Hugo gave instructions to a group of Karaya warriors and sent one of them to follow Rak's group.
"We're letting bandits in now? Can we really trust them?" asked Nell.
"Exactly!" echoed Stephen, luckily out of earshot of the bandits by now. "My Knights could have held them off."
"Sounds like they've had enough trouble with the Knights of Camaro already," replied Hugo. "Strange times make for strange bedfellows."
"And you'd know all about that," commented Nell.
Hugo grinned at her.
"If that is how it is to be, we will abide by your guidance. You have earned the right to control this estate by Camaroan law," proclaimed Stephen, in a loud voice that the gathered Knights could also hear. Then he leaned closer to Hugo and Nell. "But I would like to discuss the situation in Manneken urgently."
Just then, a mounted Knight approached Stephen and struck his chestplate in salute. "Lord Godfrey! Lord Hugo and Lady Nell! Representatives from Nossa Casa are making their way through the encampment and will be at the gate presently!"
"Oh?" said Stephen.
'When did I become a Lady?' thought Nell.
"Peacefully, I hope?" asked Hugo.
"Yes! Apologies for not making that clear, my Lord," the Knight said gravely.
"Yes, yes. Thank you. Dismissed," said Stephen. The Knight rode off.
"Finally we hear from them," said Hugo. Then he whispered something to one of the Karaya warriors at the gate and sent him off to the castle.
Almost instantly, they could see riders approaching through the main lane across the Knights' encampment, at a relaxed clip.
"Manneken will have to wait a moment longer," said Hugo.
"Should I hide? What if Chancellor Nagna is with them?" asked Nell, eyeing the arrivals. Stephen lifted an eyebrow at hearing her comment.
"It's up to you. But if you ask me, it's better to face him, or whoever they've sent," answered Hugo.
Nell nodded, and they waited in silence as the entourage came closer.
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