Wall Sluts

Her eyes wandered to the far side of the room, where a line of openings in the wall beckoned. She had heard rumors of the Wall Sluts, a group of individuals who willingly allowed their bodies to be used by anyone who wished to fuck them. The idea had intrigued her, and she found herself drawn to the mysterious holes, each framing a pair of plump, inviting buttocks.

With a seductive smile, Susan slid off the rug and approached the wall, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation. The bearded wizard gave her a knowing nod, and she knew she had made the right choice. He helped her position herself in one of the openings, her backside exposed to the room. The cool stone against her bare skin made her shiver, and she felt a rush of vulnerability.

The wall closed around her and she now only saw the faces of the other girls displayed in front of her, their eyes glazed over with pleasure as they were used by various wizards and witches. Susan took a deep breath, feeling the anticipation build within her as she waited for her first visitor.

It wasn't long before she felt something nudge against her wet folds from behind. She looked down to see the head of a large, uncut cock, the owner hidden in the shadows. She gripped the edges of the wall, bracing herself as the cock began to push inside her. The sensation was new, different from the two she had just had, and she found herself moaning again. The unknown was thrilling, and she felt her juices start to flow even more freely.

The stranger took his time, filling her up inch by inch until he was fully seated within her. Then, with a grunt, he started to move. Susan's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the full length of him slide in and out of her. The rhythm was slower than before, more deliberate, and she knew this was going to be a marathon, not a sprint.

Her body began to move with his, hips rocking back to meet every thrust. The sensation of being filled so completely was intoxicating, and she felt her pussy clench around him as she grew closer to another orgasm. She couldn't see who was using her only the faces of the other girls getting the same treatment, each one a mirror of her own ecstasy.

The room was a symphony of desire, the air thick with it. Each thrust into her from behind was matched by the sound of someone else's moan, the slap of skin against the stone wall, or the squelch of a cock retreating from a wet, used hole. Susan felt herself become part of the scene, a living, breathing work of erotic art.

As the stranger behind her picked up his pace, Susan's thoughts grew hazy with pleasure. She felt like a ragdoll, completely at the mercy of his relentless pounding. The only thing she could do was take it, and take it she did. Her pussy was on fire, clenching down on the thick shaft as if it were afraid to let go.

Her eyes drifted shut, and she focused on the sensations overwhelming her body. The feel of his cock stretching her, the sound of his grunts growing closer and closer to climax, and the sticky warmth of cum on her face. It was all too much to handle, and Susan felt another orgasm building.

The wizard behind her reached around, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto him harder with every stroke. Susan felt his cock swell even more, and she knew he was about to cum. With a final, powerful thrust, he released his load inside her, filling her to the brim and causing her to scream out in pleasure.

As the wizard pulled out, Susan felt another cock immediately take its place. She was in a constant cycle of being filled and emptied, her body a receptacle for the unbridled lust of the castle's inhabitants. The feeling was overwhelming, yet she never wanted it to stop. She felt used, objectified, and utterly alive with each new cock that claimed her.

The room was a blur of motion and sound, a symphony of flesh and desire. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sweet scent of the potion that had made all of this possible. She could feel the cum dripping out of her pussy and down her legs, making the rug beneath her sticky and warm.

The new wizard inside her was even larger than the last, his cock thick and veiny as it slid into her now stretched-out pussy. He didn't bother with pleasantries, immediately setting a punishing pace that had Susan's entire body shaking. She felt every inch of him, his girth stretching her to the limits of pleasure and pain.

With each thrust, Susan's breasts bounced, her nipples brushing against the cool stone. The friction was deliciously painful, sending sparks of sensation straight to her core. The wizard's hands gripped her hips tightly, leaving bruises she would feel for days. But she didn't care. In fact, the slight pain only heightened her arousal, pushing her closer to another climax.

Her pussy was a wet mess, gripping onto the wizard's thick cock as if it were a lifeline. She could feel her orgasm building again, her walls contracting around him as she approached the peak. The wizard behind her was grunting with effort, his strokes becoming erratic as he too approached his climax.

The pressure was unbearable, and Susan let out a scream as she came again, her body convulsing around the cock inside her. The wizard didn't hold back, releasing his own orgasm deep within her, filling her until she felt like she would burst. She could feel the warmth of his cum mixing with the other's, a delicious mess of lust.