Lady Grifoen greets Gavin.

Gavin watched as Isabelle descended from the raised platform and felt his mouth fall open. The stacked noblewoman was barely covered, yet the little bits of skin that were hidden underneath her very, very small garments looked as if they were worth a fortune indeed. Not that Gavin’s mind lingered on that for very long, which was noted by Iris. Just as the young man’s monstrous dick started to expand, the Jahdi babe used her strong arms to point the meaty pole away from Isabelle. Gavin could’ve sworn that he saw a flash of annoyance on the white haired beauty’s face as the pearly rope of precum sailed past her, and instead loudly splattered against the face of a noblewoman behind her who had turned to look at what had caused the commotion.

‘How dare you!’ The redhead whose face was dripping with precum shrieked. Her dark, curly red hair clinging to her cheeks and forehead.

‘Don’t act as if you don’t love it, you Slutbag!’ Iris shouted back.

‘You know very well that it is pronounced Slootbach!’ The noblewoman called back, though Gavin caught how she was licking her plump, wine red lips clean from the corner of his eye.

‘My apologies, Baroness von Slootbach,’ Tyelle cut into the conversation, her professional façade briefly returning, although it was ruined somewhat by the fact that she was running a finger down Gavin’s shaft. ‘I am sure that Iris and Gavin Lann are perfectly willing to repay you for this transgression.’

Gavin did not have the chance to give the redhead a reply, however. Seeing as in a few long strides, Isabelle was upon him. Iris and Tylle had to release the Hyrucian’s monstercock as the noblewoman roughly pushed herself against the young man, trapping the massive shaft between their two bodies. As Isabelle her tongue in his mouth, Gavin had to admit that he actually felt a little clumsy in trying to return the noblewoman’s passionate kiss. Not that Isabelle seemed to mind.

‘Fuck,’ Isabelle growled, and somehow the swear word sounded even nastier coming from a noblewoman like herself. ‘What have you been feeding this handsome young stud while he was away, Iris?’ She asked as she, somewhat hesitantly, pulled away from Gavin.

‘Well…’ Iris mused, purposely making Isabelle, and everyone else in attendance, wait for her answer as she watched strings of precum extend from Isabelle’s body, to Gavin’s monstercock. ‘...nothing.’ She finally answered. ‘That is all him.’ Iris added with an impish grin.

Gavin couldn’t help but feel equal parts pride and embarrassment as he heard the women surrounding him gasp and moan as they looked him over. But Isabelle merely looked at him through burning, half-lidded eyes while she sucked on her plump lower lip. That was enough to make another bolt of precum blast from his cumslit, and this time Iris could not aim his shaft away. Isabelle shuddered and closed her eyes completely as treacly precum ran down her flat, toned belly, and Gavin could not help but admire the lustrous shine it gave her skin. The beads of precum that were clinging to the cluster of diamonds that hung from her belly ring seemed to shine even more brightly than the priceless gems too, or perhaps that was just his imagination.

‘Tyelle,’ Isabelle called out softly. ‘Gavin is going to fuck me now.’

‘Understood, my lady.’ Tyelle replied dutifully.

With that, the mature blonde pulled away from Gavin, though not before giving him a quick peck on the cheek, and dropped to her haunches between him and Isabelle who had just set her long legs a little further apart. Although the beefy pole of his dick obstructed his view somewhat, Gavin couldn’t help but be briefly distracted from Isabelle as he watched Tyelle brush the noblewoman’s loincloth aside, before burying her face between her thighs. What caught his eye the most, however, were the two huge, golden orbs of the blonde’s ass. Although they might not have been as firm as Iris’ buttocks, it appeared that the older woman had beaten the Jahdi babe when it came to size.

‘Oh you don’t have to let Tyelle bother with that,’ Iris suddenly said. ‘I’ve made sure to keep Gavin’s big, beautiful cock here nice and wet during our little carriage ride so he could ram it right up that slutty ass of yours.’ She hissed nastily, before suddenly shoving Gavin forward.

As a result, he nearly tripped over Tyelle and could feel his heavy shaft slap against her head as he stumbled. Fortunately, it appeared as if the older blonde saw no issue with being slapped with his prick. If anything, her head seemed to move a little faster between Isabelle’s thighs.

‘I suppose that I should not be surprised that Iris taught you all about the joy of fucking a girl’s ass,’ Isabelle chuckled. ‘So, what do you say?’ She asked, her voice turning low and even more sensual. ‘Want to fuck this wealthy, influential noblewoman right here in front of all her peers? Will you show them how hard she shrieks and squirts in pleasure as you pound her little asshole to prove that she is, when it comes down to it, nothing but a slutty sizequeen?’

‘I can assure you that most of us already know, darling.’ Baroness von Slootbach chimed in drily.

Not that it mattered. The last words Gavin had heard were those of Isabelle, and now he could only hear the beating of his heart. He nodded slowly and circled, somewhat awkwardly, around Isabelle until he was standing behind her. Another piece of silk cloth, similar to the one acting as a loincloth, hid her buttocks. If just barely. Gavin could just pull that up and have his way with Isabelle’s ass, but instead he laid his softly shaking hands on the bejeweled gold chain that was slung over Isabelle’s hips. He tried to find some way to remove the, no doubt expensive, chain safely. But quickly found that it was taking too long, and instead strained the powerful muscles in his arms.

Isabelle cried out as a loud snapping sound resounded through the room, followed by metallic clinks as pieces of broken chain fell to the floor and small gems bounced all over the place. Gavin briefly stopped moving when he realized what he had done. But all that Isabelle did was shoot a fierce, lustful glare over her shoulder at him while pushing her bronzed butt out towards him. Almost instantly the mindless lust seemed to return, and the Hyrucian swordsman pried the noblewoman’s firm, heartshaped asscheeks apart to get a good look at Isabelle’s tight, pink asshole. Suddenly, Iris whistled behind him and Gavin nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise.

‘Now that sure looks tight!’ The Jahdi babe said with a smile. ‘Is Gavin the lucky one to fuck your ass for the first time today?’

‘What can I say,’ Isabelle, sounding almost defensive. ‘I have been quite busy setting all this up.’

‘Best not keep her waiting then, huh?’ Iris mused, glancing at Gavin.

Then, before Gavin could think of a reply, Iris slapped him on the ass. In shock, the young man couldn’t help but jerk his hips forwards. Which seemed to be exactly what Iris had wanted, since his fat, slick cockhead was pushed, rather forcefully, into Isabelle’s bowels. Gavin could barely hear Tyelle’s muffled moan over Isabelle’s shriek of joy. The noblewoman had, no doubt, filled the older woman’s mouth with an outpouring of her orgasmic juices. Gavin paused a he felt precum rush out of his cumslit, coating the walls of Isabelle’s anal tunnel. He did not have long to get used to the feeling of the noblewoman’s ass wrapped around the crown of his dick, however, since Iris placed her hand on his ass again and slowly pushed him forwards.

A long, drawn-out moan passed Isabelle’s plump lips as inch after inch of Gavin’s monstrous, veiny schlong was being pushed into her bowels. Disappointed, muffled moans from Tyelle followed it, as her mistress’ girlcum spilled from her mouth. Or, at least, that’s what it sounded like to Gavin seeing as he could hear the noblewoman’s juices hit the floor. The realization that all of it was happening because of him also reminded the young Hyrucian that he probably should start moving again. Iris, however, did not stop pushing Gavin forward. So when the young man put a little strength in hips hips, his massive shaft completely disappeared in Isabelle’s bowels very quickly.

‘Gods…’ Isabelle moaned in a very small voice as her pussy exploded.

Girlcum washed over Tyelle, giving her tanned skin a lustrous shine from her chin down to her knees, and Isabelle’s legs threatened to give out under her. Fortunately, she was being held in Gavin’s strong arms so there was no fear of falling. Behind her, the young man groaned and she could feel something hot pour into her anal tunnel as he somehow managed to pump out even more precum. Then, suddenly, she was pulled tightly against him. Her buttocks were flattened against his body as he seemed to try to even more of his monstercock up her ass.

‘Fuck…’ Isabelle growled again. ‘So eager, so passionate...so intent to make a woman submit,’ she sighed longingly. ‘You’re definitely related to Viktor.’

‘Huh?’ Gavin muttered.

‘Oh don’t pause to have Isabelle tell you the story,’ Iris suddenly piped up. ‘I’ll do the talking, you just keep doing what you’re doing.’

Almost immediately, Gavin’s grip on Isabelle loosened somewhat as he pulled his hips back. A sucking sound came from where his crotch had met the noblewoman’s asshole, followed by several loud drips as precum spilled onto the floor below the couple. Moments later, Gavin rammed his precum coated cock back inside Isabelle’s warm, snug anal tunnel and glanced at Iris.

‘Back when Isabelle could barely be considered an adult and still had a future as a “proper noblewoman”,’ Iris began, the sound of her voice barely rising above the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as Gavin continued to fuck the noblewoman’s ass. ‘An older gentleman from Hyrucia came to Tharros. He said it was to improve his swordsmanship, but it was obvious that he was mostly looking for a good time.’

‘A-and he definitely found the latter!’ Isabelle managed to utter between gasps and moans as she looked at Gavin over her shoulder.

‘I was getting to that part,’ Iris replied, as she swatted Gavin’s ass again. Which resulted in a particular powerful thrust of his hips. ‘Now, young and naïve Isabelle definitely believe back then that he was only an honourable warrior trying to grow stronger and hired him on as a personal bodyguard.’

Isabelle moaned softly in the brief silence, it was accompanied by the continuous fleshy impacts of Gavin’s body hitting her and the rustling of cloth coming from their audience.

‘No interruptions this time?’ Iris grinned. ‘Well, eventually your dear old uncle managed to fight of a threat to our Lady Grifoen here, and nothing gets the juices flowing like your life being saved by a dashing hero. As I understand it, old Viktor had quite a bit of stamina for a man his age thanks to all that training he had done.’

‘I couldn’t walk for days…’ Isabelle mumbled dreamily, while her asshole hugged Gavin’s shaft a little tighter.

‘Oh yes, I remember.’ Iris purred with a wicked grin. ‘After that, the sex you usually had just didn’t satisfy you anymore, did it?’ Iris cooed. ‘You started to dress more provocatively to get the old man’s attention, and when you found out that worked you had him tell you how to dress. You hired tailors and seamstresses to make you slutty little outfits, and slowly but surely you were his own personal noble slut!’

‘Yes!’ Isabelle cried out, though Gavin was uncertain about whether she was agreeing with Iris or crying out in pleasure.

‘You were quite devastated when he eventually left Tharros,’ Iris said softly. ‘After a while, you moved into the Kettle and started throwing little parties like these. Sometimes I wonder if you were aiming to become the biggest slut in the world just to get Viktor’s attention.’

Isabelle only moaned softly.

‘Well, Gavin?’ Iris suddenly asked. ‘Why don’t you try to have Lady Grifoen here forget all about your uncle? Make her YOUR personal noble slut, instead.’ She growled lustfully.

Gavin didn’t know what came over him, but he suddenly lifted Isabelle up and hoisted his arms underneath her knees. A cry of surprise passed the noblewoman’s lips as she leaned back against the young man’s powerful form, leaving Tyelle to blink up at her in surprise now that her head wasn’t between her mistress’ thighs anymore. Her white top had turned completely see-through thanks to the amount of girlcum she had been peppered with, making it so that her hard nipples were on display for everyone to see.

‘Yeah, come on! Make her your bitch!’ Baroness van Slootbach cried out unexpectedly fiercely, using one hand to tweak her nipples while the other was running over the shaft of the young man sitting next to her. Other voices joined her, agreeing with her and Iris. Clearly they all wanted to see Isabelle Grifoen, the noblewoman that was always in control, turn into a shuddering, screaming wreck because of Gavin’s cock. And he was only too happy to try and give them what they wanted.

By now, Gavin’s body was shining more with sweat than oil or girlcum as he continued to hold Isabelle up while ramming his hips upwards. Isabelle in turn was resting her head on one of the young man’s broad shoulders, looking up at the ceiling with unfocused eyes as her body shuddered in pleasure. Dutifully kneeling in front of her, with her mouth opened wide, was Tyelle. Doing her best to catch the occasional flurry of girlcum that jetted from her mistress spasming cunny.

‘Shit…’ Gavin cursed. ‘Going...to cum.’ He added through clenched teeth.

‘No, no, more like this!’ Iris whispered next to him. ‘Isabelle,’ Iris said softly. ‘Gavin here is going to fill your slutty ass up with the thickest, hottest load of cum you’ll never see. Make sure not to spill a drop!’

Isabelle flashed her friend a fierce smile, and Gavin could feel the noblewoman’s ass tighten around his shaft just as the first ropes of jizz rushed out of his cumslit. Gavin set his jaw and had to concentrate on his arms and legs, if he didn’t he feared that he would fall as intense pleasure rushed through his body. Fortunately, he was able to remain standing as rope after sticky white rope of jizz was pumped into the noblewoman’s eager asshole. Only when his orgasm came to an end, did Gavin allow himself to slowly sink to the floor.

‘Hmmm...thank you, stud. I really needed that after seeing you walk in here with that huge dick.’ Lady Grifoen purred once Gavin’s back hit the cool tiles below him.

‘I...no problem?’ Gavin replied, as Isabelle made herself comfortable on top of him. His shaft still held snugly in her anal tunnel.

Isabelle laughed pleasantly. ‘Once you gain a little more confidence, you might just really make me fall for you.’ She said with a loving sigh, while her fingers brushed against her labia.

‘I am sorry to interrupt,’ an unfamiliar voice suddenly said from above them. ‘But can you please continue the unveiling now, my lady? Because I fear that we are rapidly losing control of the audience.

It was then that Gavin became aware of the cacophony of moans, groans and flesh hitting flesh.