A confession from Riolta

Nodding his head and swallowing down some excess spit, Holsten braced his arms against the floor and heaved himself upwards in a fairly awkward motion that nonetheless resulted in him managing to get up on his feet, with his right hand coming down to secure his cock as it jutted about in front of him.

Much like when he’d allowed his cock to slap against Riolta’s face, Holsten wasn’t entirely sure of what he was doing as he suddenly began to advance on the stacked archeress, but she responded to him moving closer to her by sending him a horny grin and leaning back until she slid off her knees and her ass landed on the rug, her legs quickly and nimbly sliding apart so that he could catch another glance of her wet, vividly pink pussy.

Holsten was standing astride Riolta’s slim waist as she reclined in front of him, her hands pressed against the rug behind her and her gaze firmly fixed on the domed shape of his massive cockhead as it throbbed in the air just an inch or two away from her face, her full, lush lips curling up into another happy smile, a lustful moan blossoming out through her mouth at Holsten’s vein-corded fuckpiece rippling from the wave of cum that came rising forth from his palpating testes to rush towards his cumslit, the circumference of which was further widened as the first long streak of white came shooting out of it and went on to turn Riolta’s moan into a short, excited shriek at having jizz smack into her forehead at such speed that the inch-long band of pearly fluid shot straight up and went on for a few moments before turning on itself and falling down to prompt another shriek from her by splattering itself against the top of her head.

Just after Riolta’s tresses had been further attired with thick, glimmering gobs of Holsten’s gluey jizz, the young man threw his head back and unleashed a bellow to accompany the jet of cum that came bursting out through his pisshole and which went on to last for several seconds without any interruption, leaving Riolta to feel her pussy quaking as she kept her left eye open to follow the unrelenting spray of balljuice from Holsten as his unwitting twitching of his right wrist meant that the cum which had first smacked Riolta right between the eyes at first was directed upwards to break up against her forehead before a spasm of his arm sent it down over her nose and a jerking of his hips sent it veering of to glue her right eye completely shut before ample release of glossy white splashed across her cheek, globules of it raining down onto her shoulder and collarbone before another inadvertent twisting of his body sent Holsten’s jizz splashing over Riolta’s pouty lips in a horizontal line that would result in the last of the long outpouring of spunk being directed onto her left cheek.

Clamping her legs together to ensure that Holsten wouldn’t stumble over them as he took a step back, Riolta noticed the grimace in which young man’s face had been locked as he pushed his cockend down to point against her bulging breasts, droplets of sweat falling from his face as he finally ceased gritting his teeth and produced a throaty bellow as the second part of his cumshot came thundering out into the open, the spray of cum widening itself almost as soon as it had cleared his cumhole and going to hit Riolta’s chest with such **** that it very nearly sent her back smacking into the floor, though her impossibly firm boobs barely budged under the immense pressure of Holsten’s supercharged release of jizz, the width of which had grown to about two inches at the point where it splattered against the top of her deep cleavage, sending a multitude gobs of it to shower over the protruding shapes of her two perfectly spherical tits until it almost appeared as though she’d been cursed with having her whole chest covered with some thoroughly obscene-looking freckles.

“Holsten…” Riolta breathed out, though the young stud was left to wonder if she’d been intending to say anything more, as he interrupted her by unleashing another vast gush of semen that went onto to wash over her chest, the continuing spasms of his muscles meaning that his purple cockend had turned a little to the left, ensuring that her right boob would be left a lot more copiously coated with jizz than her left one, as he directed four very long ropes of the creamy stuff to gleam against the richly tanned surface of the orb, running alongside each other as they started off from the point where the magnificent globe first came swelling out from her chest down across its spotlessly rounded front, her small, dark nipple standing out between them as they went on to dangle down in front of the massive orb’s underside, slowly distending themselves to connect with the etched muscles of the top of her flat, feminine midriff.

Again, Holsten moved backwards so that Riolta’s ankles were now between his legs, her eyes burning with lust as she followed how he **** his cockhead into being directed at her stomach, a needy gasp slipping out of her but disappearing into the loud, wet splat that was brought about by him projecting a thick rope of jizz onto her midsection, the long line of glistening white being draped down the soft fabric of her black corset to run alongside the three silver buckles that kept the garment hugging her toned stomach.

Finally beginning to be able to reassert some proper amount of control over his body again, Holsten broke out into a predatory snarl at the sight of his pearly spunk accompanying the silver buckles on their way down Riolta’s midriff, and twisted his glans before releasing one more ample jet of cum, keeping his left eye closed to improve his aim and being immensely satisfied with how his jizz smacked against the other side of Riolta’s stomach, draping itself down the thin surface of her corset so that the buckles were framed by two equally long strands of glimmering balljuice.

With Holsten looking as though he had yet more cum to offer her, Riolta slipped down into a prone position and moved her right hand in between her legs, prying her pussy lips apart to expose to Holsten the pink innards of her soaked honeypot.

Holsten took the bait, and the rug on which Riolta was lying was further stained by the flurry of girlcum that exited her slit in response to having his spunk smack against it, the big-dicked bellboy continuing to jack his cock, wringing out several more sizeable ropes of jizz that swirled through the air before landing on her mound or between her puffy labia as she writhed on the floor and released one messy spray of girlcum after another, her right hand having slid further down so that she could use of its fingers to tease the gaping entrance to her ass while the skimpy thong that remained slung around her hips but had long since been tugged aside to leave both her pussy and anus exposed had its front decorated with a few strings of Holsten’s cum, the same going for her right arm as it came down over her right arm so that she could carry on with her efforts to slip one finger through her cinnamon ring.

Suddenly, the deluge of jizz had ended, and when Riolta opened her eyes again it was to find Holsten standing with one foot on each side of her waist, his right hand still clasping his cock as he aimed it down at her cum-painted face.

“I have to admit, Holsten, that at first I thought that it’d take a grand total of about two minutes before I’d leave you lying in my wake, all passed-out and flaccid…” Riolta spoke whilst propping herself up on her elbows so that her lips were suddenly very close to the bulbous tip of his still-erect cock.

“You’re not disappointed, are you?” Holsten asked with a wry smile, having begun to seriously suspect that while Riolta might eventually lead him to pass out, he’d still be hard as a marble pillar as he laid **** upon the floor.

“Boundlessly…” The tone of Riolta’s reply was so pleasurable to Holsten that he jerked his hips forward in response to the tingling running down his spine, which suited Riolta perfectly, as it allowed her to drive her head forwards and catch his plump cockend between her luscious lips, the lucky bellboy soon letting out a strangled groan at having his cock disappear into Riolta’s warm, wet mouth as she nimbly pushed herself upwards until she was sitting with her back pointing straight up from the floor and virtually the whole of Holsten’s twelve inches having been made to disappear down her gullet, another groan coming from him when she celebrated her deepthroating of him by grabbing a firm hold of his ass as if to tell him that he’d better not dare try to extract his prick from her throat.

“Gods, Holsten…” Riolta huskily exclaimed after she’d first moved her head back to have his cockhead leave her mouth with a moist “Pop!” and then let the fat, purple crown of his fucktool slip down over her chin, leaving a trail of precum in its wake, “I’m starting to think that you liked fucking my ass…”

Holsten’s response was to grab hold of his member again and lift it up so that the surge of prejizz was directed onto her lips.

“You know…” Riolta continued, having first giggled and smacked and licked her glossy lips, “I’m a naughty, shameless cumslut, and I deserve to have my juicy ass punished by your monstercock…”