Cumming, kissing and teasing

Remembering Riolta’s eager call for him not to forget about her face just after he’d decorated her massive, protruding breasts with that first long rope of jizz, Holsten kept the purple, sheeny business-end of his pointing at her full, lush lips as they were curled up into a horny grin, the young stud once more marvelling at how he didn’t even need to jerk his cock but was instead able to content himself with simply keeping his right hand wrapped around its thick trunk as the effect that the boobed brunette slut on her knees in front of him was having on him meant that his balls pumped and throbbed with growing intensity until he was finally **** to throw his head back and repeat the ritual of letting out a throaty “Fuuuuuuuck!!!” as the first long jet of cum exited his pisshole.

Opening her mouth as soon as she noticed the creamy white flaring out through Holsten’s cumslit, Riolta was immensely gratified at having done so mere moments later as the onrushing jizz broke up against her lip, the flurry of spunk that was coming into contact with her being so wide and so rich in its scope that she found herself having had both of her lips utterly glazed with the thick, gluey fluid as more of it disappeared into her mouth to provide her with another opportunity to cherish its taste and texture, her juices pouring out of her pussy as she kept her narrowed eyes aimed at Holsten’s pumping fuckpiece, the cum which had been plastered onto her bottom lip already beginning to slowly crawl down onto her chin as she lifted her gaze up to look at his face.

His right arm twitching a little as he crooked his fist-sized cockhead upwards a little, Holsten gulped at the sultry look that Riolta was sending his way, the lustful gleam in her eyes being enough to cause the next blast of jizz to be released from his balls to come whooshing out of his cumhole, his legs quivering as vast plume of pearly white spunk splashed against Riolta’s forehead, the young man jerking his cock like a man possessed to wring out two more blasts of jizz in rapid succession so that Riolta was left to feel how a few gobs of his cum had been glued onto the boundary where her shimmering black hair met up with her forehead even as her thin eyebrows were saturated with yet more of Holsten’s viscid balljuice, thin specks of which dropped down to attach themselves to her long eyelashes even as practically the whole of her forehead was left to glimmer from the thick coating of jizz with which it had suddenly been equipped.

Now having begun jacking his turgid cumtube, Holsten was gritting his teeth while releasing a guttural groan ever so often as a few seconds went by before his fiercely beating testes spewed out another copious stream of sperm, this one thundering out of his pisshole to rocket its way across the couple of inches that separated his cockend from Riolta’s face and leave the curvaceous archeress to unleash a feminine shriek and allow the back of her head to brush against the base of her neck as the manner in which his long, narrow release of cum had just glued itself onto her face to run in a long line that started off between her soaked eyebrows and which continued down across the bridge of her nose and finally being stretched downwards from its tip to connect with the upper one of her luscious lips ensured that girlcum suddenly came bursting forth from her convulsing snatch to streak across the insides of her thighs and splatter against the floor.

Having already considered himself the luckiest man in Tharros even before thin globules of his jizz shot out of Riolta’s mouth as she carried on her blissful screaming, the realization that he’d just made her climax by blasting her face with jizz spurred Holsten on to cross his eyes and produce a gagging noise as his beating balls went into overdrive, his arms and legs twitching and shaking uncontrollably and his knuckles turning white from the strain of holding onto his wildly bucking fuckmast as he let loose a cannonade of sperm that was scattered in thick ropes onto Riolta’s hair, where its pearly, sheeny character appeared to be the ideal companion to her thick, silky tresses of lustrous black, onto the smooth, unblemished surface of her cheeks and her chin and finally, as he gasped out at how the girth of his cumtube was expanding against his grip, to glue shut her left eye.

Holsten was already growing a lot more confident than he had been as he approached Riolta’s door a few minutes earlier, but he was hardly in a state of mind where he’d take the time to reflect on this change to his character as he instead busied himself with stepping closer to Riolta so that her hard, dark nipples brushed against his thighs, his grip around his turgid fuckpiece at first tightening as he tugged it upwards and then disappearing altogether as he let go of it, allowing it to fall downwards until it landed with a splat of Riolta’s upturned face, the buxom slut letting out a throaty groan and placing her hands on the back of his knees as the impact of his cock across her face sent gobs of jizz shooting off in all directions.

“Fuck me, Holsten,” Riolta breathed out her approval as she moved back far enough that his rigid fuckpiece could come sliding down her face before it was finally bobbing about in the air directly in front of her mouth, her pink pussy still juicing right next to the narrow front of her thong, which she’d tugged aside just before she’d taken his cock balls-deep into the snug confines of her honeypot.

“Two big, creamy loads like that, and you’re still hard…” Riolta remarked as she stared down the length of his turgid fuckmast, “you realize that my pussy’s fucking soaked just from looking at your big, beautiful monstercock, right?”

Holsten made an indecisive attempt to nod his head, but his answer instead came in the form of the jet of precum that burst forth through his cumslit to smack against Riolta’s chin.

“I understand if you don’t want to kiss me right now,” Riolta shared with Holsten, who gawped at how her plump lips erupted into a sumptuously slutty smile that almost made him loose sight of how her face was now utterly drenched with his cum, “but I want to kiss you…”

His eyes crossing again, Holsten would most likely have found himself face-up on the floor if it hadn’t been for the way in which Riolta held onto his knees as she brought her velvety lips into contact with his fat cockhead and kissed it much like she had his mouth earlier, letting her tongue slip out of her mouth to swirl over the dome-shaped tip of his rigid fuckpiece and drawing a long succession of gargled groans from him as she went onto to let her lips slide over his cockend until the whole of it had disappeared into her hungry maw.

Rubbing her tongue against the narrow strip of skin that connected Holsten’s cockhead to his foreskin, Riolta judged the young stud to be able to stand on his own again, and so brought her right hand up to start fondling his balls, sighing happily at how heavy the two meaty orbs felt against the palm of her hand as she inched her lips further down the long length of his dick, rendering him unable to do much other than to continue producing throaty groans and balling his hands up into fists as she steadily worked her cum-coated nose closer to his stomach.

The delicate fingers of Riolta’s right hand had begun to fondle Holsten’s beefy testes as the well-hung bellboy’s eyes went wide at the feel of his cock disappearing down her tight throat, though they were positioned so that he was unable to spot how it was expanded around the thoroughly impressive circumference of his steel-hard prick, thick spurts of his prejizz flying down her gullet as a mixture of his cum and her spit flowed out onto her chin, her eyelids fluttering as her left hand wrapped itself around the shaft of Holsten’s dick and she thrust herself a little further onto it, her pussy gushing at the thought of what it would be like to have him treat her to a proper facefucking.

His balls beating faster and deeper as they were rubbed against Riolta’s jizz-painted cheeks, Holsten looked down to realize that he was no longer able to see his cock, the whole length of which was now lodged past Riolta’s lips and buried down her throat as she sat on her knees in front of him, leaning forwards far enough that her tits were now pressed against his thighs, messing up the intricate pattern of jizz which he had left on them while her ripe lips were rubbing against the hard muscles of his stomach and a squirt of his precum shot down into her belly as his comment on the fact that she had just managed to deepthroat him.

“Now, stud,” Riolta let out a short while later, the words blossoming out of her mouth after she’d first spat his cockhead out of her mouth and then sent some of her spit flying onto the rounded crown of his footlong cock, “I could suck your cock until you blow…”

Riolta giggled at the precum that was sprayed onto her face.

“But…” Gritting her teeth and sucking in air hard enough that her huge boobs swelled upwards, Riolta took a firm hold of Holsten’s tumescent cock and slid his foreskin as far back as it would go.

Rather than to say anything more, Riolta simply released her recently established hold of Holsten’s cock and sent him more smouldering hot look before once again displaying her considerable agility through the flowing motion in which she spun around whilst still on her knees and leaned down until her hands were placed on the rug on which thick dollops of Holsten’s cum had begun to drop down, detaching themselves from her face and tits to fall down and stain the soft, expensive fabric as she presented the sweat-covered young cocksmith with an excellent view of her juicy, heart-shaped ass.

“Holsten,” Riolta sang out, confident that she had his undivided attention as her right index finger came sliding up over her waist to reach the small of her back, “follow my finger…”

Having temporarily forgotten how to blink, Holsten followed Riolta slipping the digit over the spaghetti-strap waistband of her thong and hooking it in under the equally miniscule back of it, her current stance meaning that he could make out most of her tight-looking asshole even as the narrow back of her thong was stretched across it, a long jet of precum shooting out of his cumslit to land between her shoulder-blades when she grasped hold of the tiny strap of black and proceeded to hook it across the right one of her two perfect asscheeks.

Satisfied at having made it so that her skimpy thong was now covering neither her pussy or her anus, Riolta sent her right index finger sliding back across the spotless globe of richly tanned skin and firm muscle that was her right buttock until it disappeared into the widened cleft that separated the halves of her incredible posterior from each other, a low gasp slipping out of her as she positioned its tip against her cinnamon ring.

“This, Holsten,” Riolta began, paused to let out a horny gasp when she sunk the tip of her finger through her ringpiece to really drive home to Holsten what she was referring to, “is where you’re going to put your cock.”