Gavin awakes and goes looking for breakfast

Gavin awoke with a start to find himself in a bedroom flooded with the light of the early morning sun, with Isabelle and Isis both embracing him as they slept peacefully beside him. Raising his right hand and using it to rub the sleep out of his eyes, Gavin then looked around him to realize that he and his two ladies had spent the night in Isabelle’s bedroom. He also realized that he was sporting a massive erection, courtesy of how Isabelle and Isis were pressing their voluptuous forms against him while he slept, to the point where he wouldn’t have been surprised if their huge, round tits had caused an indentation to form on each side of his ribcage, and that he was quite hungry. With his stomach growling from hunger and his cock standing straight up in front of him, the shape of its crown easy to make out through the sheet, Gavin worked himself out from between Isis and Isabelle, careful not to wake either of them, and then had to chuckle softly and silently at the silliness of the situation as he worked himself further down under the sheets before finally appearing legs-first at the foot of the bed.

Hearing a soft moan from behind him as he got up on his feet, Gavin turned round to see that Isis and Isabelle had slipped towards each, covering the gap left by him and meeting in a tight embrace as both of them continued to sleep.

The vision of the two gorgeous women snuggled up against each other like that, their arms wrapped around each other while the angle at which he was observing them just allowed Gavin to make out how their massive, perfectly shaped busts were pressed together, caused him to produce a low groan as he felt his nuts contract and his cock expand. Grabbing hold of his member, Gavin did his best to strangle his next groan as a long streak of prejizz was blasted out from it, with him having heaved it upwards just in time to have the surge of clear fluid smack against the wall above the two women, rather than on them.

“Well, it definitely looks like you’re awake too…” Gavin whispered to his cock, before habit caused him to glance around for his clothes. Quickly remembering that his possessions were back in his own suite, or at least should be, and deciding that he really didn’t need to go find them, Gavin strolled out of Isabelle’s suite and into the corridor outside it, intent on making his way down to the kitchen.

Of course, that would have been far easier if he had known just where in Isabelle’s expansive mansion that the kitchen was located, but Gavin guessed that it ought to be on one of the lower floors, either at ground-level or below it, and so began to move through the corridor while looking round for a staircase leading downwards.

After a minute or two of walking through the corridor, and admiring the lewd paintings that hung on the walls, Gavin appeared in an intersection in which the corridor down which he’d been walking met up with another. The intersection itself was in the shape of a small, airy round room with a domed ceiling and a small, round table placed in the middle of it, with a large basket of fruit placed upon it, surrounded by exotic flowers.

“I guess I’m not the first one who’s had trouble finding the kitchen,” Gavin mused as he walked up to the table and felt his stomach practically laughing with joy as he picked up a green apple and bit loose a big chunk of it, greedily mashing it between his teeth before swallowing it down.

Having finished the apple in a matter of seconds, Gavin was just about to pick up a nice, big orange when he saw something in the corner of his eye. Looking up, and looking down the corridor ahead of him, he found a familiar figure standing there, about fifty feet away from him.

It was Shelta, the first woman that he’d fought in the tournament, and the first woman ever to lay her hands on his cock, not that he was really planning to tell her that. The dark-haired brunette was essentially naked, only wearing a pair of black stripper heels and a white towel slung round her neck and carefully tucked down the sides of her tits so as to not conceal them as the two full, toffee-tanned orbs stood out more than half a foot in front of her. As for her lushly tanned skin, it was glimmering from the tiny beads of wetness that clung to it, which along with the towel made it clear to Gavin that she was just coming back from her morning bath.

Forgetting all about breakfast, and with his stomach agreeing to press the issue later and remain silent and content for now, Gavin moved away from the table, his hard cock bobbing about in front of him as he steered his long, confident steps down the corridor and towards Shelta, who quickly began sauntering towards him.

About halfway down this new corridor, the two of them met, neither of them saying anything in greeting of the other as Shelta instead practically threw herself at Gavin, mashing her huge knockers against his muscular chest while jamming her tongue into his mouth.

Slightly surprised by the ferocity with which Shelta was kissing him, Gavin quickly regained his composure and began kissing back, his hands coming down to fondle Shelta’s heart-shaped booty while she in turn used her hands to caress and stroke the back of his head and his neck.

When the kiss had run its course, Shelta took a step back and placed both her hands on Gavin’s cock, smiling up at him with her coffee-coloured eyes while aiming his cockhead at her mountainous titties and using her grip of his member to start stroking it, digging her teeth into her lower lip as she felt it throbbing and bucking forcefully against her grip.

Gasping as he felt his balls growing bigger from Shelta’s expert handling of his cock, Gavin eventually reached forth and grabbed hold of the brunette’s shoulders, forcing him to stop the skilled, two-handed handjob that she’d been treating him to by spinning her around and immediately stepping up even closer to her, pressing the underside of his fuckpiece against her back while leaning in to kiss the side of her neck and having one of his hands coming sliding in round her narrow waist and heading straight for her juicing honeypot.

“Mmm, we should have done this yesterday…” Shelta purred, finally beginning a conversation between herself and Gavin just as his fingers made it to her pink slit.

“I couldn’t find you last night,” Gavin offered by means of explanation as to why they’d gone this long since first meeting without fucking each other, doing so while caressing the busty babe’s sex with his hand.

“We met yesterday in the arena, didn’t we?” Shelta asked, looking back at Gavin to offer him a naughty look as the implications of what she was saying sank in and caused him to release a horny moan.

“I should have thrown my sword away, surrendered and let you have your way with me…” Shelta continued on while slipping the towel from her neck. Next to them stood a marble statue depicting a muscular, well-endowed man, whose marble penis looked like someone might walk right into it if they weren’t careful, as it projected out into the corridor. A second or so later, but the stylized cock was masked underneath the towel that Shelta now draped over it before cooing happily when Gavin’s left hand found one of her stiff nipples.

Gavin merely produced a long, heartfelt groan of approval at what Shelta was saying, and duly worked three fingers into her soaking wet twat and began pumping his wrist, getting her to tremble against his more bulky form as he used his left hand to tease her whopping great knockers.

“Yes!” Shelta soon cried out in ecstasy as her pussy exploded around Gavin’s digits, the palm of his hand being soaked with the orgasmic juices that were new spewing forth from her quivering honeybox, with more of her clear ejaculate ending up on the carpeted floor in front of her as her heart-shaped ass squirmed against the fat base of his cock until it had slipped in between her buttocks.

“Come on…” Shelta breathed out at Gavin after her orgasm was over and she had slipped free of his grasp, placing one hand on his cock and beginning to lead him along down the corridor. They made it a handful of metres before the rhythmic throbbing of Gavin’s member and the steady flow of precum that passed through his widened pisshole to spill over its crown and onto her hand caused her to turn towards Gavin and let go of his dick as she threw herself at him again. Another passionate kiss followed, accompanied by some heavy-duty fondling, caressing and stroking, before the two of them were moving again.

This time around, they almost made it to the mouth of the corridor before it was Gavin’s turn to stop them by pulling Shelta towards him and placing his lips against hers while his hands again went for her juicy ass.

They continued like that for quite some time, moving a few metres before stopping to kiss, fondle and tease each other, until they had eventually managed to make it down a couple of corridors and one flight of stairs, ending up at the mouth of another corridor, Shelta pinned against the wall, moaning into Gavin’s mouth as his cock pulsed and heaved as it was pressed against her toned stomach and its fist-sized, purple crown was fitted in between her mouth-watering tits.

“Almost there…” Shelta said of the destination that she had in mind for her and Gavin, doing so during a brief lull in their kiss and while she was still pressed up against the wall and had her long legs wrapped round Gavin’s waist.

In response, Gavin got Shelta’s legs away from his waist and had her bring her feet back into contact with the floor before he dropped onto his haunches in front of her, after one more passionate kiss.

“Fuck, Gavin, eat that sweet little pussy…” Shelta said of her own honeypot as the tip of Gavin’s tongue brushed against it, the naked stud taking his time in snaking his wet muscle up and down, back and forth across Shelta’s sex, letting her wetness spill onto his tongue and lips while his hands caressed her firm, bronzed thighs.

Then, the corridor echoed from the startled yelp that Shelta let out when Gavin pulled his head back, took hold of her thighs, and spun her around to allow him access to her delectable bubble butt, the firm, perfect buttocks of which had him releasing a fat jet of precum that whooshed in between her legs to smack against the wall in front of them.

Soon, Shelta was purring hornily as Gavin’s hands massaged her asscheeks, pushing them together as he gauged their firmness while reaching up to plant a tender kiss on the small of her back.