Hudds gives Riolta a cum-shower

In bending over and holding the peachy cheeks of her firm ass apart, Riolta wasn’t in the best state of balance in which to receive a cumshot. It wouldn’t have mattered if what she was about to be dealt was anything ordinary, but the magic cock-ring had changed Hudds’ anatomy beyond all description and had enhanced his explosive capabilities too.

Hudds was jerking himself so hard and fast that he appeared to be vibrating. Such was the length of his enormous column of fuck-meat that he was gripping the slippery tube with both hands at once and running them rapidly over the vein-ripped surface of the cock. It was now so heavy and thick and hard it rivalled the watchman’s thighs in girth, an absurd column of pulsating, blood-filled tissue jutting out of his groin at a right angle.

Spurts of precum were beginning to issue freely from the head, spouting like a small sprinkler, a signal of the pressure building up inside.

Without warning, Hudds released a thick, lumpy, coagulated batch of cum about the size of an ostrich egg from the head of his cock that shot out at such **** that as it impacted against Riolta’s ass it knocked her off her feet, propelling her forwards so that she landed in a heap against the wall about four feet away. The bright splash of the creamy load smacking against her perfect derriere sent a spray of cum arcing outwards in a semi-circle, a spray of glittering droplets shooting up towards the ceiling, splattering against the crystal chandelier in the room and painting it with a million opaque droplets.

Riolta gasped, both winded and delighted as she saw Hudds, his teeth clenched in the rictus of his orgasm, wrestling with the inhuman dimensions of his cumslick staff. Riolta had just enough time to reposition herself so that she faced the young watchman, her saturated ass against the juncture of wall and floor and her back against the wall. Fascinated, she got to her haunches as Hudds aimed his giant dick at her for another salvo.

He was six feet away from her when he released his second load at the gorgeous archeress. The blast and volume turned her world white and wet in an instant. Hudds sent a diffuse cannonade that flew from his dick in a diffuse spray in one single shot. The result was that a circular splatter of cum of a diameter of about five feet had the effect of pasting Riolta to the wall. Nothing on the front of her body escaped the blast. Her face, her hair, her neck, her tits, her midriff, her pussy, her crouching legs and her feet were all saturated by Hudds' ejaculation.

More than this, as Riolta sought to move herself – a difficult task due to her state of shock – she found out that her arms and body were actually plastered to the wall behind her, and she had to wriggle a little against the gluey film of cum to extricate herself. The spray of balljuice was rich and creamy, and there was a loud sucking sound as she peeled herself away from the plaster behind. When she did so, a perfect silhouette of her had been captured in relief of the position of her body, etched in dry plaster against the explosion of cum on the wall.

Hudds was barely able to comprehend what he was doing, and Riolta was barely able to believe her luck. She began to giggle girlishly, absolutely delighted at the effect her cock ring was having.

Hudds kept on jerking his dick as the white girl in front of him got to her feet. Her giant boobs were glistening with his issue, her black, cascading hair had been turned white and her corset was utterly saturated. Standing in her high heels, Riolta ran her hands over the sides of her tits and down her body, over her waist and down her midriff. Thick gouges were ploughed in the cum where her fingers touched herself, revealing her tanned skin underneath. Looking down at her body, luxuriating in the cum-shower, Riolta regarded her gorgeous body and then looked back up at Hudds, making eye contact and pursing her lips together, narrowing her eyes. She was coming for him.

Hudds gulped as Riolta walked towards him, Hudds blasting her at every step she took, splattering her with his prodigious load. At one point she lost her footing on the slick floor and slipped over. By the time she had got to her knees Hudds was standing over him, wringing the last few drops out of the end of his tool onto the demolished bow-woman.

‘Now I’m going to slap you in the face with this.’ Hudds said, hefting his spasming cock between the thumb and forefinger of both his hands.