A quick swim

“Fuck!” The long reign of silence that had followed after the last cumrope had come rocketing out of Quinlan’s bucking, throbbing monstercock was finally broken by Riolta’s astonished exclamation, the black-haired vixen sounding like she couldn’t quite fathom just how ginormous an amount of jizz that the outrageously well-hung wizard had sent her way.

“I can barely get my eyes open!” Riolta added a few seconds later, her gaze being fixed on the sight of his throbbing fuckpiece as it was pointing straight at her. She had been rubbing her hand against her belly in an attempt to gauge just how thick the glaze of cum that covered it was, but her arm went limp and a throaty groan poured out of her wide-open maw as she came hard in response to the realization that Quinlan’s cock was still fully erect even after ten straight minutes of jizz flowing forth from his fiercely contracting nutsack, though the veneer of viscid sperm that covered her slit was so dense that her long releases of girlcum were incapable of breaking through it.

Shutting her eyes as she quivered her way through her intense climax hadn’t been such a great idea, because Riolta had to work hard to get them opened again, and when she did she found herself having the bulbous tip of Quinlan’s mammoth fuckmast not more than a few inches away from the tip of her nose, from which a cumrope had swivelled down to connect to her lower lip.

“Can you cum like that every time?” There was some fairly obvious excitement present in Riolta’s voice as she posed her question to Quinlan.

“I’m afraid not,” Quinlan admitted, “I can’t manage more than one or two of those a day.”

“I’m going to get that up to three.” There was no indication that Riolta was anything but serious, though the coating of jizz that now covered practically every inch of her front was so deep and so well-established that even the high-powered blast of precum that he sent barging towards her chest could do nothing to displace it, the clear fluid simply disappearing into the thick layer of gleaming white balljuice that encapsulated her massive, bulging boobs.

“No, make that four,” Riolta said before tasting some more of his jizz by running her tongue over her lip, the muscles of her stomach soon convulsing in the wake of the stream of precum that Quinlan had bombarded it with.

“Baby?”

“Yes?” Quinlan remained unwilling to point out to Riolta that her willingness to address him via various adoring sobriquets weren’t really in keeping with his supposed social standing as a prominent wizard.

“Could you hold your cock up? I really want to get a good look at your balls.”
This time around, it was the sweetness in Riolta’s voice that prompted a messy release of precum that attached itself to her cum-covered face, and Quinlan had both hands on his cast-iron member and was hoisting it upwards before it had even stopped jutting about in the aftermath of the long geysering of the lucid fluid.

“I was expecting them to be a bit smaller,” Riolta divulged after she’d taken a very in-depth and interested look at Quinlan’s bull-balls, her arousal only growing more vivid from the knowledge that his massive fuckstaff was casting its shadow on her face, “but if anything they’re actually bigger!”

Two obscene “Mwwwwwwah!” followed as Riolta provided each of the two brawny orbs with a loving kiss, her pussy quivering from excitement at how they pulsed against her ripe lips and how their abundant throbbing was enough to make her tongue tremble in her mouth.

“I want you to fuck me,” Riolta’s voice was so inundated in her arousal that it took an almost otherworldly character, almost as though a normal mortal human being couldn’t be that aroused and still be capable of speaking.

“Fuck, I want you to fuck me!” Riolta was breaking out into a delectably lustful groan even before she’d finished speaking, even if the groan was drenched out by the sound of Quinlan’s latest jet of precum smashing into the ceiling with such **** that some plaster came raining down onto the floor.

“Quinlan,” Riolta raced to take up a position of arcing her back and placing her hands under her tits to lift them up and hold them together so that the two voluminous globes appeared even firmer and fuller than usual, “you can let go off your cock now.”

Quinlan did just that, his massive cock releasing a gush of prejizz that struck Riolta straight in the face on its way down to smack into her ample bust, at which point she let out an elated cry and relaxed her hands just enough that the purple, fist-sized crown of his stiff fucktool could sink down into her cleavage until it had completely disappeared from view.

“Mmm,” Riolta sighed at how the tip of Quinlan’s cock looked like it had been dipped in a pool of jizz after its sojourn between her two prodigious boobs and the caused him to let out some throaty groans that mixed with the wet sucking noises that were followed by the fist-sized cockend instead being coated with her saliva whilst she swallowed down the balljuice in big, healthy gulps.

“This absolutely huge pillar of hard cockmeat is something to be revered and worshipped,” Riolta offered in description of Quinlan’s convulsing fucktool, while he remained as silent as possible.

“Hmm,” Riolta smiled as widely as the jizz adorning her face would allow as she stared down the length of Quinlan’s beating cock as he held it pointing towards her, “your pulse seems pretty high.”

SMACK! Riolta’s head was actually thrown back by the **** with which Quinlan had sent his precum shooting towards her, and as it dipped forwards the clear fluid came pouring out of her wide-open mouth to tumble over the lower one of her plump lips and down her chin before spattering down onto her tits were they swelled out in front of her.

“Fuck,” Riolta groaned in the wake of the powerful discharge, actually rubbing her hand against her jaw while first staring at Quinlan’s fuckmast, then up at his face,
“I’m your horny little slut, and if I sit here any longer I’m going to prove it to you by deepthroating you again.”

Riolta kept her mouth open after she was done talking, and Quinlan promptly directed the next outburst of precum to go flying in through her parted lips, with some it smacking down across her tongue and some of it going on to splat against the back of her throat.

“So,” Riolta placed one hand on the floor behind her and then turned around in one smooth motion that ended with her being on her hands and knees on the floor with her tight, heart-shaped behind sticking out towards Quinlan, “how do I look?”

Quinlan was quite speechless. Even while Riolta had been facing him all throughout his long, incredibly voluminous cumshot, enough cum had still either flowed down over her shoulders or been ricocheted back towards her off the wall that her back was covered with a thick, shimmering layer of pearly white that came down from her shoulders and round over her sides to meet up in a giant tongue that plunged down towards her ass, with its tip being lodged in between the top of the deep cleft that separated the two bountiful halves of her tantalizing derrière.

There was really only one way in which he could offer an appropriate comment on Riolta’s appearance, Quinlan decided, and set out to do so by giving his member one slow jerk that resulted in a welter of precum raining down onto her back to mix in with the layer of jizz as it plunged down on top of her in a long rope that ran from just below her neck all the way down to the small of her back.

“I take it you approve?” Riolta asked over her shoulder, a scandalous grin being more or less glued to her face.

Quinlan nodded.

“Well, I’m going to wash it off now,” Riolta sounded a little wistful at the thought of no longer being covered with her favourite substance, “but only so you can drench me with it again.”

“Ah,” Quinlan was still at the point where he neither wanted nor was capable of coming up with some way in which to be a large contributor to their conversation again.

“You know, I attended a ball a few nights ago,” Riolta shared with Quinlan as she got up beside him and wrapped one hand as far round his cock as she could get it, a lustful gasp slipping out of her mouth as she felt its heat even through the layer of jizz that completely covered the palm of her hand and her slender fingers, “and I want to attend one again.”

“Really?” Quinlan felt that this might be a good time to actually get in a question as he was fairly confident that that was just what Riolta wanted to hear.

“Oh yes, I’m actually growing quite fond of dressing up,” Riolta talked as though she had something incredibly slutty to say and couldn’t barely wait to let Quinlan hear it, “I just love the thought of applying some subtle makeup, maybe some lipstick and something to accentuate my eyes, then I’ll put on some nice jewellery and slip into a dress, something classy and elegant this time around, I think.”

“Oh, and I almost forgot,” Riolta hurried to add, and Quinlan could actually feel the excitement in her voice, “then I’m going to have you hose me down with jizz.”

Riolta clamped her thighs together and groaned through clenched teeth as she followed the trajectory of Quinlan’s latest burst of precum.

“And baby, you’re going to escort me to it,” Riolta added as she pawed his massive fuckpiece with a great amount of fervour, “with your pants open and my arm wrapped around this mammoth piece of cock.”

“This is great fun,” Riolta opined once she’d aimed Quinlan’s glans so that his discharge of prejizz came bouncing off the wall about ten metres ahead of them, “much better than archery.”

“I don’t think that you’d be allowed to enter it into an archery competition,” Quinlan replied.

“A shame really…” Riolta slid her fingers down the veiny trunk of her lover’s twenty-inch fuckpole, “all the boys would be petrified by it and all the girls would be either terrified or creaming themselves from watching it throb in my hands.”

“Actually I do want to fuck you in front of an audience,” Riolta explained as she and Quinlan began to move down the corridor, stepping past several puddles of cum “It’s silly I suppose, by I’d rather enjoy showing the world that I can take you balls-deep inside of me.”

Quinlan was apparently able of multitasking, because he kept walking in key with Riolta even as his cock jutted about so heavily during its release of another streamer of precum that it actually slipped from her grip, though she had it back in the safety of her hand before the suit of armour that his discharge had knocked over had crashed down onto the floor.

Despite being far too busy enjoying herself the previous night to take a grand tour of the mansion, Riolta guessed that its layout was conventional enough that its communal baths would be located below ground.

As it turned out, her guess was correct, although she and Quinlan were slightly delayed in finding it by her stopping him four times over to take his cockhead into her mouth and gulp down a little more of precum by slobbering and sucking on it while using both hands to milk his beefy testes.

The subterranean baths were pretty standard fare, Quinlan decided, consisting of a large pool that was about twenty-five metres in length and just under twenty across, while he didn’t pay too much attention to the small hint of magic that was present in the large, airy room, recognizing its signature as that of an uncomplicated spell that allowed the water to flow through the pool in a controlled manner and kept the water at a nice, steady temperature. The spell was certainly not particularly complicated to perform, and plenty of wizards had done so over the years, taking advantage of their rich clients eagerness to keep up with their equally rich neighbours by having something as exclusive and advanced as a magic pool.

Instead, Quinlan focused on the enticing sway of Riolta’s posterior as she sauntered out in front of him, not even bothering to remove her stripper sandals before jumping over the edge of the pool and disappearing into the clear water.

Moving up to the edge of the pool, Quinlan took hold of his cock and waited until Riolta had swum about for awhile and finally appeared from under the water, her face and tits now free of any but the faintest remains of jizz, gobs of which were instead bobbing about in the water around her as she laid her arms on the tiles in front of her, and released a blast of prejizz that hit her right in the face.

Releasing another laugh that Quinlan found himself joining in on, Riolta then wiped the water and prejizz from her eyes and reached down into the water to pick up one of her sandals that had come loose during her short swim, slamming it down on the tiled floor.

“Fuck, I think I lost the other one as well,” Riolta said, “I’ll just go get it.”

Swimming out to the middle of the pool, Riolta then dove down into the water so that only her behind was above the surface, apparently scanning the bottom for it.

A big smile appeared across Quinlan’s face as he looked at Riolta’s juicy ass sticking up out of the water, and he wrapped both hands round his cock, aimed it a little higher and was soon filled by a very satisfied feeling when the one-metre burst of precum splattered down straight across her delectable buttocks, while the sudden and unexpected sensation of her ass being showered with prejizz was enough to make Riolta loose her composure and send her legs up kicking in the air for a moment before the whole of her disappeared under the surface.

Thus being reminded of the fact that she had a monstercock waiting for her, Riolta decided that someone else could find the stiletto-heeled shoe for her and decided that her prioritizing finding that over gorging herself on Quinlan’s gargantuan slab of manmeat was due to her still being somewhat giddy as a result of his epic ejaculation, and began to swim towards the bottom edge of the pool.

Quinlan meanwhile retained his position on standing just below the uppermost right corner of the large pool and waited until Riolta was almost all the way up the rounded flight of steps that led out of it before closing one eye, adjusting the aim of his cock to compensate for the great distance, and proved himself to be almost as good a shot as she by unleashing a jet of precum that sailed through the air to splatter against the small of her back, where it broke up so that dollops of it rained down onto her luscious ass.

To show her appreciation of Quinlan’s surprise shot, Riolta looked back at him and thrust her ass out before sending her right hand down to smack against one of her buttocks, the aroused whimper that blossomed out of her mouth at the feel of her firm ass rippling in the wake of the blow echoing across the room and serving as the trigger for him to start moving towards her.

By the time that Quinlan was almost within reach of Riolta, she had placed herself on top of a marble bench that was so wide that it seemed to intended for people lie down on rather than to sit on, supporting herself with her hands and knees and wiggling her ass at him.

“Quinlan,” Riolta almost sang out, “I’ve got a nice little treat for you.”

“What?” At this point, Quinlan was within danger of completely losing control of himself.

“Well,” Riolta purred, “There’s a glove in my ass and one in my pussy, so why don’t you show which one of my holes that you want to ram your big, hard cock into first?”