Interlude and preparations

The four studs from Cyrus’ establishment all threw long glances at the doors through which Emmanuella had disappeared with her blonde handmaiden in tow, the low growl that Zdenyek had produced at the sight of the two sets of juicy, cum-coated buttocks swaying dramatically as mistress and servant sashayed their way through the doorway lingering on before finally fading away into dead silence.

Kullus was the first of them to shrug his shoulders, wipe the sweat from his brow and turn around in the direction of Perrima, intent on obeying Emmanuella’s instructions to the letter.

The simple fact was that Kullus’ three male colleagues had all gotten the same bright idea as he, which Perrima seemed rather happy about as she let out an aroused purr upon finding herself having a quartet of superbly endowed studs advancing towards her, the buxom redhead rubbing her legs together so that the juices that were trickling out of her pussy upon the sight of four such massive cocks jutting about in the air as they steadily came closer and closer to her would end smeared all over the insides of her luscious thighs.

“Fuck,” Perrima squeezed out as she leaned back in her chair for a moment when Kullus finally stopped to stand in front of her with his veiny fuckpole being aimed right at her face, before she leaned forwards until her plump lips were so close to the rounded slab of purple meat that crowned his gargantuan cock that all she had to do was to part them and thrust her back a few inches further out from her heart-shaped ass to have it enter her mouth.

“So, stud,” Perrima looked up at Kullus’ and made sure to lick her lips before adopting an expression that very nearly made him blow his load all over her face, “what’ll it be? Cock, or balls?”

“Balls…” Kullus let out, the strapping young hunk now starting to wonder just how much rest he’d get during the ten-minute intermission.

“Mmmmmm,” Perrima might have been aware of the other three studs that were now standing in front of her, but she kept her attention on Kullus as she produced a long, almost agonizingly enticing moan that seemed to bring all four men extremely close to simply forget about everything else and simply proceed to gangbanging her, “I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Damn,” the voluptuous herbalist added a few moments later as she stared down the length of Kullus’ cock, a wide-brimmed glass container now positioned in her left hand.

“What?” Kullus asked, more intrigued than worried.

“Well, to put it as frankly as I can,” Perrima was addressing his turgid member now, “I’m afraid that your drooling monstercock is in the way.”

There was loud splat as Perrima took a huge blast of precum straight in the face without even flinching, though she did smack her lips and glance up at Kullus with her best bedroom-eyes before continuing.

“You know…” It was hardly difficult to spot that Perrima was thoroughly enjoying getting to spend some time in the limelight now that the countess was no longer present, “I’ve just thought of it…”

“Wh…” Kullus’ question was dissolved into a strangled bellow as Perrima simply lunged her head forwards without warning, leaving the youthful super-stud with a stupefied grimace as she wasted no time in engulfing about half of his cock before holding the container out in front of her and tipping it over so that some of its treacly contents was poured into her other hand, the statuesque vixen paying no mind to how some of the thick fluid flowed over the edges of the palm of her hand to drip down onto the deck as she gently pulled it forwards until it came in contact with his throbbing nutsack, which she had soon begun to equip with a glossy coating of the fluid, her pussy growing wetter both in response to the fat pillar of cockmeat currently rammed down her gullet and the prospect of the effects that her concoction would have on his beefy nuts.

While this was going on, Ylva had remained on her haunches in front of Hatim, the brunette savouring how she could keep him mesmerized by circling her hands over her tits, slowly working the jizz that he had sprayed onto them into her tanned skin.
Just then, the wizard took a step back and smiled as though he knew something that she didn’t, before it was his turn to entrance her, squinting hard and baring his teeth as his two thick cocks suddenly began to come closer together, both of them throbbing obscenely as they came into contact with each other.

Ylva’s jaw dropped and her eyes looked about ready to come shooting out of their sockets as she followed the transformation of Hatim’s two cocks into one, the auburn-haired slut having a hard time believing what she was seeing as the pair of phalluses were reduced to just one, though that subtraction was compensated for by how the one that had remained had grown thicker, to the point where a lesser slut would have decided that she would never be able to fit it inside her, and longer.

“You bastard…” Ylva finally managed to utter, though she didn’t look or sound angry.

“What?” Hatim asked, slightly surprised at her reaction.

“You two footlong cocks being added together should result in one that’s twenty-four inches long, but this one looks like it’s just over sixteen,” Ylva formed her lush lips into a dirty smile as she let Hatim know that she’d recuperated from the initial shock of being presented with such a ginormous example of a slobbering monstercock.

“Ah…” Hatim raised one corner of his mouth into an amused grin.

“Want to see if you can fit it into my ass?” Ylva’s question was an earnest one.
While the four studs having their cocks and balls attended to by Perrima meant that there was suddenly a deficit of readily available men to suck and fuck, Karra didn’t let that bother her.

Instead, she took the chance to stand with her rubbing against the railing and enjoying the light breeze to wash against her, one hand running through her hair, playing with her tresses and using her fingers to cut through the jizz that had glued some of them together and the other being used by her to play with Miele’s curls of lustrous hair as the huge-titted blonde kneeled between the Amazon’s and made an absolutely wonderful mess out of licking her pussy, expertly using her tongue to bring Karra to the brink of climax and then keeping her there through her constant switching between teasing her clit or burying her tongue deep inside her foaming snatch and showering her thighs with delicate kisses.

It was a good thing that Karra and Miele were able to keep each other occupied, because Rionna would hardly have allowed them to interfere with what she was currently up to, which was to sit on her haunches between the four male guests besides Hatim, who was currently sitting behind Ylva, who had gotten down on her hands and knees, and making her cross her eyes through the slow and steady manner in which he was feeding his fuckstick past her distended sphincter.

Thus positioned on her haunches, Rionna was free to alternate between the four hard, thick cocks being pointed at her, constantly switching from one huge dick to another and treating all of them with the same zealous vigour that left all four of the sweating, groaning men with no doubts as to just how much she loved sucking cock.

A little more than five minutes later, Karra was still recuperating from the tremendous series of world-shattering climaxes that Miele had finally allowed her to experience and Perrima had just finished with the four studs from Cyrus’ and was busy trading them for the quartet of guests that Rionna had been busy with, while everything taking place did so to the soundtrack of Ylva’s continuous screaming at having her tight asshole wildly expanded by Hatim’s humungous fuckpiece, the circumference of his pillar of meat ensuring that her ringpiece now had assumed a width that made it seem as though a grapefruit could easily pass through it.

It was at that point that someone appeared from the innards of the ship.