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Eiyuden Chronicle Hundred Heroes - Santa Cassandra	By : Streti Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Reyna the dark and now also cummy white knight let go of her glazed tits and backed off from Nowa's and Seign's spent cocks. Her mouth was open in satisfied smile, with the men's mixed semen dripping down her face, hanging off in gooey coils that splattered onto her already messy chest. She looked at the white trails running down all over boobs and down onto her stomach, some going all the way to her tuft of pink pubes.
"So full of life, you two," she said to them.
"A little less full now that some of it is on you," commented Seign, still catching his breath and admiring the frosted pink-haired knight.
Nowa chuckled and untangled himself from the tricky position. His eyes went to Cassandra, and he got off the sofa.
"Where do you think you're going, mister?"
Perrielle had grabbed him by the shoulder, and he turned to see her, taking in all of her bare skin and curves exposed by the glittering gold outfit. Jorhan was going over Reyna's curvy figure with his eyes, as if going over the details of a painting, possibly of a busty babe painted white with jizz.
"Just to greet Cassandra," replied Nowa.
"Oh, 'greet' I'm sure. Don't you visit her inn often enough?"
"Suppose you have other plans for me?" he asked the countess.
"Let's go greet her. By then YOU should have plans for ME," the brunette said and took the naked Nowa by the hand.
As they walked, Nowa got a good look of the countess' backside. The gold outfit really didn't cover much of her buttocks, and her back was also almost completely bare, with only tightly stretched strings holding the strips of cloth at her sides and thus over her breasts together.
Cassandra in her purple bikini and Santa cap was still close to the table where Syd had been, but the spent artist had gone to get some food. With the elf was Barnard, completely at ease being naked in front of the beautiful innkeeper.
"If I were to see you among the desert sands in a bikini as such, I would think you a mirage!" the merc was saying.
"Tee-hee, thank you!" she replied.
"Happy Yule, Cassandra!" greeted Nowa, looking over the voluptuous elf up close.
"Why you too," she greeted back and eyed him with one of her ever-mysterious smiles.
Perrielle wrapped both hands around Nowa in a tight hug.
"We're having fun together, aren't we?" she said more to Cassandra than to him.
"That's why we're here," she commented and walked off, with Barnard following him.
Perrielle kissed Nowa, and he easily took her in, letting his hands wander on her barenaked body. Then they detached, and she walked to a nearby table and bent over it, looking at Nowa with a suggestive glint in her eyes. He moved closer and caressed her soft skin, while looking for how to strip or at least loosen her gold outfit. Perrielle gave pleased mewls at first, but there was only so long he could pretend he was just fondling while the tight attire refused to buckle, and she looked back at him with puzzlement. Then, something white rained all over Perrielle's face and hair.
"What in blazes?!" she exclaimed. "Is it snowing indoors?"
Viscous white trails of opaque ooze were settling into her golden brown hair and running down her face, over her forehead, between her green eyes, onto her nose and down her cheeks, dripping from above. Nowa and she looked up, and more white goo splashed on the countess. A bundle of mistletoe was over her head, and from the mistletoe, goopy ropes of spooge were hanging and running down.
"Oh! So that's where it went!" commented Cassandra from a nearby armchair, with Barnard kissing her chest. "Happy Yule from Syd!" she called out to Perrielle.
The brunette extended her tongue and caught a drop of Syd's surprise sperm falling from the mistletoe.
"May all your Yules be white," she laughed and turned back to give Nowa a cummy smile.
Jorhan and Reyna were kissing, and the noble was fondling one of her cum-splattered mounds, eagerly going back and forth and under the hefty udder. The pink-haired knight also had one hand busy, stroking off Jorhan's cock.
Marisa came next to Seign, who was watching the two.
"That was all from you and Nowa?" she asked and pointed at Reyna's messy chest, some of the two men's sperm rubbed into a glistening sheen on her abundant tits.
Seign looked at the beautiful Guardian standing next to him, remains of seed still visible on her face and lean but pleasantly rounded figure.
"She can be very persuasive," he replied.
"Maybe I can be too?" said Marisa with a smile, her mouth slightly open.
Without replying, Seign wrapped his arms around her naked body, and kissed her. She took hold of him and fondled his taut frame as their lips and tongues tangled, until he backed off, an urge in his light blue eyes that wasn't yet reflected in his soft penis. Then the cocoa-skinned Guardian kneeled in front of the blond imperial, and suckled his spent dick, taking his attention completely away from Reyna and Jorhan.
"Mmm... I can still taste some of your seed. And maybe Nowa's," she said.
"Take a taste of this too," came another voice, and Marisa suddenly had a hard cock next to her face, even with Seign still in her mouth.
She looked up and saw Kuroto the hunter, smiling confidently at her. She backed off from Seign and stroked his semi-hard dick while eyeing Kuroto's offering. Then she took the other blond man's rigid meat in her mouth, continuing with Seign as he grew in her hand.
Perrielle had taken off the gold outfit, and she was standing in front of Nowa, looking self-assured. Syd's mistletoe-delivered cum was drying onto her face and honey brown hair.
"Well? How do I look?"
Nowa took in the countess in all her nude beauty. She was leaning her hands on her hips, looking over Nowa as he did the same to her. He was particularly fixated on her breasts, looking even bigger now that they could fall free of restraint. But the young commander gawked at all of her, from her green eyes to alluring belly button and smooth thighs, and the trimmed golden bush of pubes between her legs.
"You're beautiful, Perry."
"Thank you. Now fuck me!"
Nowa didn't need telling twice. He lifted the countess up to sit on the table and ran his hands on her bared breasts, lean stomach and shapely thighs, then spread her legs and fitted his hardened meat at her wet entrance, and pushed in. The mistletoe-facialized Perrielle moaned as he got into a good rhythm screwing her, his mouth ajar and pleasure in his eyes as he took in her feminine figure up close.
Celia in her purple apron and cum-stained shirt crawled on all fours to where Melridge was sitting, her bare butt capturing the attention of the men who had just watched the half-naked beauty get glazed with the chef's sauce. Her jizz-coated tits hung down and swayed as she moved, an appetizing sight to the onlookers, most of whom had finished their selections of Yule treats, including Melridge.
"The food was delicious. Thank you both," he said to the approaching Celia, in spite of the hard lump in his white pants.
"The pleasure was ours," said the sous-chef, a hunger in her golden eyes and toothy smile. She looked back at Kurtz, still recovering, and he nodded.
Celia stopped in front of Melridge, and with another nod from the tactician in turn, she pulled his pants down just enough for his hard rod to spring out and hit her on the chin. She looked at the bespectacled man's meaty cock with excitement on her face, then wrapped her lips around it. Melridge blew air out as the black-haired sous-chef went back and forth on his pole, her golden eyes on him, but her cum-coated tits in the sperm-splattered shirt capturing his attention. But then she stopped, leaving his meat slathered with saliva, and got up to kiss him while stroking his slick dick.
"You want to fuck me while my husband watches?"
"That question has needless variables," he responded.
"I hope that's a yes," she said and leaned on the wall next to the kitchen entrance, spreading her legs.
In the position, the purple apron didn't cover much of her backside, showing off her round, tight butt, and her pussy, with trimmed black pubes and visible wetness glistening, with faint trails running down her inner thighs. Melridge walked over to her and plugged her hot folds, drawing out a very sensual whimper from the sous-chef.
"Aww. She could have had moi, and she picked the brainiac?" lamented Valentin, looking wistfully at the black-haired beauty as she was getting fucked by the tactician.
Kurtz also watched on as his beautiful wife was getting pounded, her creamy tits jiggling with Melridge's thrusts, even with the white shirt stretched around them. Syd was chomping down food as he watched the sous-chef responsible get her just desserts.
Barnard was kissing his way down Cassandra's body, from her stomach and cute belly button to her hips and thighs, going past the thin strings of her purple bikini, covering very little of her bottom. Then he pulled her forward and lifted her legs over the armrests, getting a smile from the elf in her Santa cap. He pushed the bikini to the side, revealing some of her neatly trimmed black pubes and the invitingly wet folds of her pussy.
As the desert merc plunged his tongue into her flowing oasis, another probing piece of meat approached her upper lips. Galdorf the dwarf was smiling at her with his hard-on next to her face.
"Looking sexy!" the wild-haired dwarf praised, and grabbed one of her massive mounds.
"Yes you are, ho ho ho," the elf replied.
The naked Galdorf took hold of Cassandra's Santa cap and black hair and guided her lips to his dwarven shaft, and the elf eagerly took him in her mouth. He kept fondling her breasts, tugging at the purple bikini while the elven innkeeper suckled his cockhead, but suddenly her eyes spread wide and she moaned onto Galdorf's cock. Barnard had moved from her pussy and onto her sensitive nub, running her tongue around it and holding the purple bikini bottom at bay with one hand, with the other on the firm roundness of her thigh, then he moved to stroke himself as he licked the elf's love button. She kept on moaning, muffled by Galdorf's length as he pushed deeper into her mouth.
Wyler approached the human-elf-dwarf threesome, his erection flapping along the way. The hunter silently mouthed a "Wow!" when he got in close, looking over the beautiful elf in the sensual scene, barely clad in her purple bikini. She noticed him and slipped her mouth off Galdorf's length.
"More's the merrier," the elf said to Wyler with a seductive smile.
Kurtz, Valentin and Syd's attention was momentarily diverted from Celia and Melridge when Hakugin came over to get some food. The ninja was still technically dressed, but she couldn't have done much to look any lewder. The gray bodysuit still clung to her figure, showing off her curves and lean stomach, but the front was also completely stained and soaked through with cum, and torn under her prominent breasts. Her tits were covered with jizz, over and under the bodysuit, and thick spooge still oozed down her cleavage, through the tear and down her abdomen, leaving a wet trail towards her navel.
Even Celia and Melridge took a good look at the messy ninja, who in turn relished the sight of the tactician's dick lodged in the sous-chef's snatch and her spunk-stained tits and shirt, even if Celia's glazing wasn't that heavy compared to hers. When Hakugin passed, he returned to plugging the apron-clad beauty, but the eyes of the other men remained on the silver-haired kunoichi.
She took a bowl of rice pudding with cherry sauce from the table, the three men following her round butt and the black panties standing out from under the bodysuit. The sight lead Kurtz, Valentin and Syd to present their erections, but she was oblivious to the gifts they were offering. Completely focused on her food, she sat down in an armchair and started eating, not minding the seedy pudding settling into her bodysuit and drying into her skin.
"Don't go getting any ideas," the ninja said to the three men when she noticed them, her green eyes going from the rice pudding to their hard cocks as they stroked themselves.
Pohl watched with silent wonder as Hildi lifted the red dress just a little, and reached into the cleft on one side to drag down a pair of red panties. She pulled them down her long legs, stepped precariously in her high heels to get them off and looked at the wet spot in the middle of the skimpy red garment. Then her blue eyes shifted to Pohl and she blushed a little meeting his gaze. She hung the panties on a nearby chair before sitting down on a sofa with the magical dildo, its veins glowing bright green.
The adjutant spread her legs, looking at Pohl with more ease now, though the same could not be said of the nervous engineer. She slowly took the lit shaft under her dress, and maneuvered around her nether regions.
"Ohhh..." she moaned softly, the toy's mushroom head inside her, it's slim extension over her sensitive button. Then her eyes spread. "It feels like it's moving!"
Mouth open in surprise, she had to look down and confirm she was holding the magical manhood in place. A faint pulsing green glow was visible on her inner thigh, coming from under the red dress.
"Thank you for the gift! It feels so good!" she exuberated to Pohl. "Now why don't you show me the real thing?"
He still had his clothes on, a hard lump poking the front of his pants. When he came close, Hildi carefully let go of the dildo and pushed her hands under his shirt, untucking it from his pants and feeling his abdomen. She unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down, and watched with delight as his cock sprung into view, then took hold of it and stroked it softly, quickening Pohl's breathing. She put her other hand under her dress, feeling faint vibrations from the magical toy, but whimpering as they felt wholly different on her dripping folds and electrified love button. With a happy smile at the young engineer, she stroked him faster.
Huang had undone the buttons on Larla's flimsy orange shirt, and he took it by its white trims and spread it open. The blonde's big boobs with poking pink nipples spilled into view, and he grabbed them with relish, then continued thrusting his rod between her ample mounds. He slammed his rod between her tits with frenzied vigor, and she squealed with delight.
"Oh, Huang! It feels... so hot and hard! The way you're going... to splooge, I'm right?" she anticipated.
"Hnnngg," Huang confirmed.
The fisherman could feel the pressure in his balls, and how good her tits felt around his cock, and he rammed his slab even harder between her supple bust. His eyes lidded and his teeth almost in a grimace, he held onto her hooters as his dong between them spasmed, and flung thick ropes of spooge onto the blonde's smiling face. Her golden eyes sparkled as he unloaded all over her, heavy ropes of spunk splashing on her lips, cheeks, even her blonde hair.
Soon his cum was running down in a torrent down her face, neck and all over her chest, and still he was spurting more, adding more white to the white trims of her orange shirt and covering the rounds curves of her breasts with abundant jizz. Finally he was spent, his throbbing rod dripping the last of his semen onto her chest, and she was a happy, smiling, cum-covered mess.
Valentin eyed the sexy and cum-covered ninja still eating the rice pudding, then he looked around the Yule-decorated room, casually stroking his erection. Reyna was leaning on the sofa as Jorhan fucked the curvy knight from behind, and Valentin caught a glimpse of her sharp smile. Kuroto was holding onto Marisa's hair and facefucking her hard, while the Guardian was stroking off Seign. Perrielle was now on top of Nowa on the table where Marisa had gotten pounded by him and the others.
Syd and Kurtz had turned their attention back to Celia, both jerking off eagerly. She was bent forward now, leaning lower on the wall and her apron-bared ass thrust back to meet Melridge's pounding. She and Kurtz were looking at each other, her golden eyes blazing with lust, and her smile from ear to ear told how much she enjoyed the tactician's cock churning her pussy. Her heavy tits hung down from the shirt and jiggled as she was fucked, and the chef was choking the chicken with hunger on his face.
Cassandra in her Santa cap was now the centerpiece of a human-elf-dwarf foursome, sucking off Galdorf and Wyler in turns and Barnard getting his beard wet between her legs. Valentin had seen how Hildi had slipped the green-lit shaft under her red dress, and she looked like she was enjoying it at least as much as Pohl was enjoying her handjob. And Larla had finally received a massive load all over her face and tits from Huang. Valentin grinned, looked at Hakugin again, and then wandered off in the direction of the Yule tree, his hard dick pointing the way.
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Eiyuden Chronicle Hundred Heroes - Santa Cassandra