Pre-party festivities

Riolta had no quibble whatsoever with Alexia’s choice of outfit for her, but she did envisage one way in which it might be slightly improved, and set about pulling on a pair of skintight leather gloves that covered her arms all the way up to her shoulders, buffed to an immaculate shine. This accomplished, poised on her platform heels, she made her way out into the corridor.

Strangely enough, Hudds was coincidentally leaving his own door from across the other side of the hallway at the same time.

‘Emmanuella wanted me to get changed in my own room. She says she wants it to be a surprise when I see her tonight. She gave me these clothes, though.’

Riolta was impressed. Hudds was wearing a tight-fitting leather outfit that befitted a duke, embossed with the von Koningswald crest. Part military, part formalwear, it had a high collar around his neck, the rest of the garment being a crisply fitting jacket. The trousers were of the same fit and material. Altogether, he looked very handsome indeed.

Both Riolta and Hudds gasped at each other at the same time at each other’s appearances. Riolta was particularly taken with the fit of the trousers around Hudds’ groin area. His huge log of a cock was fitted against his right thigh, and it made his right leg seem abnormally muscled compared to the other one. The huge slab of flesh bulged out from underneath the material in a very conspicuous way, all the way down to his knee. On the other side, it looked as though Hudds had had to rather bunch his testicles together in a quite uncomfortable way, and an even bigger bulge protruded from under the surface of his groin pointed a little way to the left. For his part, Hudds was very taken with the colossal amount of cleavage that Riolta had put on show, but he couldn’t help glancing to the sluttish cut of the dress as it slanted across her body.

‘Ooo…’ said Riolta, advancing to Riolta and allowing her leather-gloved hand to caress the holstered flesh torpedo currently bulging against Hudds’ thigh, ‘that looks almost painful… do you want me to rub it for you?’

Already this action made sweat stand out on Hudds’ brow. ‘Riolta…’ he said, ‘it took me ages to get into these trousers.’

‘Just think…’ Riolta continued huskily, ‘if I were to make you cum now, you’d jizz down your leg and be standing in a bucket of cum all night…’

At this juncture Harold appeared at the end of the corridor, holding something. As he approached, Riolta put her hand against Hudds’ dick and struck a pose. Angling her body to the side, the dress fell away from her and exposed her pussy.

Harold dropped what he was holding, tried to correct himself and catch it, and it dropped agonisingly out of his grip and shattered on the floor.

‘Shit,’ said Harold, looking at the mess.

‘What was that?’ said Hudds.

‘A potion of invulnerability.’

‘Doesn’t look like it was invulnerable to me,’ said Riolta curtly.

‘That was meant to help us against the beast,’ Harold protested with a sigh.

‘After tonight,’ said Riolta, ‘it’s the best who’ll wish he had protection from me. You coming to the ball?’

‘I’ll be around,’ said Harold, ‘hovering. There when you need me. Keeping an eye on things.’

‘Things like my asshole?’ said Riolta, taking Hudds’s arm and proceeding down the corridor, pleased to see how the large watchman was transfixed by her glorious backside as she walked, the dress flapping with each step to reveal her tight cinnamon ring.

‘Oh Fuck,’ said Redmond, with feeling, when Alexia stepped out from behind the screen. If he was going to chastise her that giving her a facial for the ball might make her look slutty, her outfit rendered any such objections redundant. She was slut incarnate.

Her hair had been meticulously prepared, the blonde tresses piled up on top of her head and affixed in a cascading mass of curls, but just as much had been allowed to flow down her back. There was nothing on her torso except for a pair of black X’s covering her nipples, leaving the rest of her vast boobs entirely uncovered, the huge mounds jutting out from her chest proudly, two gorgeous golden orbs of flesh. She was wearing a pair of black shiny skintight gloves that went just past her elbows and had a golden chain dangling loosely around her stomach. A bejewelled pair of panties, glittering with stones, was slung high over her hips and dived into her crotch. On her legs she wore a pair of shiny stockings of the same material as her gloves that clung to her legs as though they had been sprayed on. The blonde teen was perched on black platform heels.

‘Do you like it?’ Alexia asked, twirling.

Redmond responded by dropping his trousers to his ankles and releasing his monstercock, jerking it the moment it sprang into view.

‘Oh goody,’ said Alexia sweetly, her blue eyes glistening. ‘Present time,’

Redmond bit his lip, watching as Alexia positioned herself on her knees in front of him. It didn’t take long before he was ready to blow, the sound of him pumping his slick cum-cannon loud in the room.

‘Make me pretty,’ said Alexia, as a rope of cum looped over her head and landed in her hair, the smiling teen inclining her face upwards to try and catch the first blast. Another weighty rope followed the first and landed in her silky tresses, and then another one landed in her ear as she repositioned herself to catch it, pooling there. Alexia shrieked joyfully as another broadside splattered her, this one nailing her directly between the eyes before Redmond shot another burst in her hair. Next he aimed squarely at her face and directed his jizz-missiles into her mouth, a couple splashing against her lips before she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to accept more bolts of his semen. After this Redmond released a sticky rope that painted a line down the left side of her face and sticking there, leaving a line over her eye from her forehead to her chin. The following spurt splattered into a tress of her hair, weighing it down with goo and making it fall into her other eye. After this Redmond concentrated on painting Alexia’s tits and did so with six successive bursts that made her massive mounds glisten with the pasty substance. Finally, he pumped more in her mouth, ensuring that a thick reservoir had built up which Alexia allowed to stickily dribble over her lower lips and hang from her chin.