Kamil's final cumload and a farewell to all

Galiana didn’t hang around, and reluctantly relinquished her grip on Dareios’ horsehung prong, which she was sure to give a smack downwards on the head as she let go of it, sending the ironhard monstercock reeling around, describing elliptical shapes in the air as it bounced around in front of the hugely muscular stud’s groin, a thick rope of stubborn cum dancing crazily in elastic orbits around the fist-sized head that was suspended from it.

‘Room for one more?’ Galiana asked.

‘Room for one whore, you mean!’ Tamara replied, shifting slightly aside and opening up a gap between herself and Faye to admit the big titted slut.

The stacked blonde head-priestess was there with her compatriot bimbo sluts in a trice, scooting down on her haunches in the middle of the foursome as the gorgeous megaboobed sluts arranged themselves obediently on their knees into a line as they awaited Kamil’s ejaculation. The quintet of superlative bimbo whores congregated into a row of divine lascivious female seduction, their sinuous, taut, muscularly sculptured torsos winding around slinkily as they each pushed five sets of massive jiggling melons upwards in their hands, lips widening whoreishly as unfurling, twirling tongues made them glisten, five mouths opened up wide in concert, ready for his hot load to be distributed between them.

‘Empty your sperm tanks, stud!’ Faye called.

‘Glaze our slutty faces you big-dicked mother fucker!’

Kamil almost swooned and sent a quick mental salutation to the goddess of stableboys – Girvyn apparently being a prohibited deity for males – as he made luxurious, sweeping double-handed strokes of his meaty manhammer, his curled fists slickly coaxing the throbs that were wracking the monster length to start coalescing into more significant jolting convulsions that stung his groin and pc muscle with their electric power and surged like seismic charges through his body, making him twitch bodily. His frame was dappled with sweat. They had all come upon him in his morning stupor and made him stretch their pussies, mouths and assholes since daybreak. Now it was payback.

Just as his orgasm seemed imminent, the studly stableboy sprung a surprise on the crescent of kneeling, bombshell-bodied sluts that cavorted lasciviously in front of him. Turning away from the fivesome of stacked whores that were interrupted momentarily from flaunting their eye-popping assets, Kamil bent over and splayed his stance, and, to the shocked and delighted cheering and encouragements of the set of massive-jugged slut priestesses, who whooped with a mixture of jubilation, astonishment, and unsuppressed glee, shoved his convulsing monster log of male meat down through his legs, where it swung, the gleaming, apple-sized crown coming within an inch of the floor, and, holding it where it was with the palm of his flattened left hand, reached his right hand behind him, grabbing the meaty spunk-cannon under the bulging head, and jerked it.

‘Looks like we taught the little stud something after all!’ Tamara said.

The effect was immediate and explosive as Kamil, his ass facing the five bimbos, almost crouching, used his backwards-poking meat-column to spray a volcanic geyser of cum from his cockend that rocketed in a heavy lance of silken spunk that arced directly into Cassandra’s face. The white beam of hot jizz smacked the gorgeous, bronze-tanned templar exactly between the eyes, though the power, volume and thickness of the bolt of heavy semen was so impactful that the splattering effect flung a hot mess of gooey teenage cum-batter in a sweeping, gelatinous spray that caromed off her face and flew in an arc over her head. Both her eyes were completely clogged, though the buxom, hard-bodied tattooed soldier-priestess gamely attempted to hold them open.

‘FUCK!!!!’ Cassandra shouted.

Groaning, Kamil redirected his fuck rod so that the upside-down tip, cum leaking from it, pointed at Tamara, whose eyes bugged out in anticipation as she, like the other currently non-blinded sluts, could see the surging of clenching muscles throbbing in the stableboy’s undercarriage as his monster nuts pulled upwards ominously.

The teenager’s massive cum-cannon bucked and a thick rope exploded from the pisshole in a heavy jet of fluid that struck the stacked priestess forcefully between her tanned, mega-sized tight-fleshed spheroid jugs and then ripped upwards in a glossy white line of viscous, sloppy man-batter that stuck where it landed, a stripe of oozing thick cum appearing on the bronzed whore from tits to the top of her head that bisected her clavicle, streaked up her neck and slapped against her nose and forehead before the spray caught air, the rest of it landing on the wall some feet behind her, thumping against a picture.

‘Just what I like.’

Tamara luxuriated and drooled jizz from her studded tongue, eyes rolling upwards as she hefted and jiggled her boobs with a satisfied smile.

Galiana was next in line and had time to chuckle ‘ahaha-‘ before Kamil pivoted his stance slightly as he directed his cockend towards her. The big titted blonde whore was already decorated with thick sperm, Dareios’ gleaming load standing out in cloying, smooth white stripes all over her golden-tanned tits and dancing on her chin where the clinging pearlescent lines that dangled off her jawline, including two stubborn laces that had attached themselves together, swayed in the air.

Another pure-white spray of silken spunk emerged from Kamil’s gaping cumslit as his huge nuts clenched again, and Dareios’ load was added to with another drenching splatter that smacked all over Galiana’s monstrous flesh torpedoes, both of her rock hard, jutting cans getting creamed, the stableboy’s sticky batter distributed over both massive, round, bowling-ball sized orbs.

‘MMMmmmm…’ said Galiana, in throaty appreciation as she pushed her tits together with her hands from the side, smudging the viscous, sticky goo together as her knockers slid against each other, the firm spheroid shapes of her knockers making slick sounds.

‘Yeah, fucking soak her,’ Casandra encouraged, the opening and closing of her mouth splitting the wad of creamy spunk that was coating her lips, filaments of the gooey jizz suspended between her plump dicksuckers as the motion parted the heavy white deposit that was by now sliding down her face towards her chin.

Faye was next, and her immense rack, giant tanned tits bursting out of her shiny pink skintight suit were glazed by an exploding cum bolt that impacted in a heavy spray all over the giant knockers. Fat ribbons of oozing semen roped in thick clumps off her splattered fuckbags in tendrils that spattered onto the material that covered her thighs between her, heavy cords of gleaming semen webbed across her cleavage in a glistening arc.

‘Fucking stud…’ Faye drawled.

‘Nnnngh!!’ was Kamil’s only comment as he made it five out of five for accuracy. The final pivot on his heels allowed him to orientate his jutting, backwards-poking fucklog towards the final gorgeous blonde slut Kyla. She waggled her tongue and pointed her index finger at her face, and was rewarded with a hot bolt of spunk that arced into her open mouth, making her **** and giggle at the same time. Gasping, thick, molten ropes of semen cascaded from her lips, splattering all over her tits as the streak of thick goo shot down her throat.

Kamil groaned and turned around, sweeping his convulsing monstercock in front of him, and finally got to survey the damage he’d done, while the five stacked whores laughed, moaned, giggled and cooed in front of him.

They were a fucking mess, and the thickness and viscosity of the cum he’d plastered all over them, along with the length of the ejaculations, meant that some of them were connected by hanging threads and filaments of spunk, with Galiana’s titflesh connected to Tamara’s knockers on her left and Faye’s on her right.

‘I’m not done!’ Kamil roared, a statement that elicited a further symphony of approving carnal feminine noises from the posse of sluts that knelt in front of him. Monstercock bucking, Kamil jacked the slick, glistening shaft in fierce two-handed strokes, the brawny trunk of the iron-hard meatstick throbbing in his palms as five more gouts of thick spunk ejected volcanically from his smooth, gleaming cocktip, each of them being directed at one of the priestesses.

Starting from where he left off, he doused Kyla’s belt-wrapped monster cans with a shot that belched a spray of cream all over the curved tops of her bronzed tit-meat, then quickly directed the next pulse of heavy white batter into Faye’s face, plastering her eyes shut with a molten jet that slid down her cheeks and coated her nose so that a twin pair of cum bubbles expanded out of her nostrils as she breathed out. She stuck her tongue out and grimaced laughingly as Kamil sent the next thumping jet of spunk smacking into Galiana’s forehead where it burst and scattered amongst her shining blonde tresses in a pearly, sticky cascade. Tamara smiled as she was pelted with a bolt of silken jizz that smacked into her tits, and Cassandra, last in line, caught a final spunk comet that spurted out of the pulsing megacock and spangled her chainmail bikini, a heavy wad slopping into her cleavage and dripping down her torso.

‘Finally, a real stud,’ Cassandra said nastily, scooping the heavy, thick cum that was sliding down her taut, chiselled abs and dreamily letting the stands dangle into her mouth as she turned her head and looked over her shoulder towards Dareios, who was able to see a lace of semen that was streaked over the tattoo on the shaved side of her head, ‘maybe we should take the stableboy with us and leave the warriors here…?’

Dareios glowered and jacked his pc muscle at the warrioress’ incitement. Cassandra giggled, but she was cut off by Kamil moving to the end of the line of whores nearest to where she was and smacking his distended, brawny, glistening fucktube down as hard as he could on their faces.

There was a satisfying SSSPPPPPPLOOOTCCCCCHHH!!! sound, and a concert of feminine gasps.

The gigantic length of cockflesh thumped down over Cassandra, Tamara, Galiana and Faye’s eyes, but didn’t quite meet Kyla’s, the bombshell acolyte yelping as the fist-sized crown of the stableboy’s monster fuck tube shed a lump of cum that was dangling from it which the motion of the cock flopping forwards projected into her eyes.

‘Five more friends for life!’ Kamil laughed, looking down at the way his meat log covered the eyes of the four whores, thick laces of his sticky molten discharge roping off their chins onto their projecting spheroid tits, Kyla instantly and instinctively suckling his bell end.

‘Maybe we taught him a little to well…’ Galiana said, underneath the heaving, throbbing veined underside of the eighteen-year old’s enormous and muscular prick.

X

That really did have to be it, though. It was when the warriors were helping the priestesses pack the wagon in the courtyard to the inn that Galiana noticed that the company were two people light. At this point Faye appeared in the doorway to the inn.

‘Galiana,’ the busty blonde slut said, cum still glazing her massive bronzed cans, ‘we’ve got a teeny-weeny problem.’

Galiana rolled her eyes theatrically and followed Faye inside, where, instead of going up to the boarding rooms, Faye turned and went into the living quarters. The unmistakable sound of orgiastic action was reverberating inside the room.

‘Girvyn’s testes,’ said Galiana, as Faye pushed the door open.

On a bed in the centre of the room, Kamil and Harlon were splayed, opposite to each other but with their dicks pushed together to make a monumental column of rippling, muscular fuckmeat sticking up in the air. Atop it, the diameter of her asshole monumentally dilated to allow the pair of cast-iron hard meatsticks to plunge up it, Kyla was bouncing, halfway up, half-squatted on the dual poles of flesh that were compressed together in her rectal passage, while at either side of her, standing with spread poses, were Lea and Seri, both mother and daughter strumming their pink pussies at either side of her face while Kyla turned her face consecutively from the teen to the mature boobed whore to lick at each one.

‘We’re going to have to surgically remove her from Kamil’s cock, boss.’

Kyla caught sight of her fellow devotionalists in the doorway and grinned, ‘just saying goodbye one last time Galiana! There’s so much dick here! I love this little town! I love this inn!’

‘Fucking hell Kyla, can you stop fucking every single solitary person you find? We’ve got to find Lorel!’

‘Lorel schmarel, we’ve got to thank people for their hospitality.’

Galiana put her hands on her hips, ‘Kyla, how would you like to stay here for a couple of days. You can spread the word of Girvyn and we’ll pick you up when we get back.’

By way of response, Faye lifted up her hands and inserted fingers into the gleaming pussies at her side. Both instantly started fountaining over her, Lea and Seri wailing orgasically as their cunts showered the blonde acolyte in their gelatinous juices.

‘How about you Kamil? You think you can tolerate having another girlfriend for a couple of days?’

Kamil groaned in response as Kyla fully impaled herself on his protruding monstercock.

‘I’ll take that as a yes.’ Galiana shut the door. The sounds resumed.

‘What have we done to this village, boss?’ Faye said, wonderingly.

X

The wagon rolled out of the village until it was a wisp of smoke behind them.

‘Follow the road north until we get to the hills,’ Tamara instructed Galiana, who had the reigns. Faye was sitting up front next to her, and Cassandra was riding at the side on a dappled mare. Dareios and Damon were walking alongside.

Tamara had travelled on foot, and was happy not to have to carry her satchel full of tinctures everywhere. But the covered wagon was evidently an interesting repository of ‘medicinal’ items.

‘Galiana,’ Tamara said, ‘how well stocked are you in the back here?’

‘We’ve got everything, my darling.’

‘Everything?’

‘Everything.’

‘You wouldn’t mind if I just… dipped into your stores, would you?’

‘Dip away.’

There was the sound of bottles clanking for the next few minutes under the covered section of the wagon. After a while Faye took the reigns so that Galiana could spread her legs and administer a footlong dildo to her pussy. The bumps in the rutted road helped periodically, enabling interesting new depths to be reached. Occasionally she pulled it out and let Faye suck the juices from it.

After about fifteen minutes, there was a popping sound that came from the wagon. Then a fizzing sound. Tamara stuck her head out.

‘Would it be possible to have the assistance of a monstercocked stud?’ she asked sweetly, before a narrow-eyed, smouldering glance and the lascivious positioning of her tongue inside her cheek alongside a performative hand-gesture clarified her intentions. She smirked and disappeared behind the canvas.

Then she popped her head back out.

‘Two would be even better.’

This time she performed the gesture with two hands, and alternating her tongue in her cheeks.

Damon and Dareios literally sprinted to the back of the wagon, where Tamara opened the flaps. She had changed from the leotard she had been bearing earlier and now had only a pair of black ‘X’s stuck over each nipple that were sticking out high on her unbelievably massive and solid fleshy orbs. Her ripped abdomen rippled and was gleaming with oil, which shone along with her completely shaved and pink, glistening pussy.

‘Here, catch.’

To the warrior’s surprise, Tamara turned around and got on all fours, presenting the jiggling curves of her round booty to them. Hypnotically, she twerked her ass, and then to Dareios and Damon’s astonishment, something appeared at the entrance to her asshole, the tight muscles of which were beginning to dilate. In an instant, a smooth round projectile popped out of her rectum and shot through the air. Dareios caught it. As he did so, another similar item emerged from the slut’s tight, fleshy pussy, and took a similar path. Damon caught it.

The warriors looked more closely at the items. They were both small, round, metal bottles, apparently filled with fluid.

‘Join me in the back, boys. We’re going to do some experiments!’

Damon and Dareios shared a glance, but no more than that before they sprung up to join Tamara in the back of the wagon, the flaps closing behind them.

The interior of the wagon was lit by a small oil lamp suspended from the wooden frame of the ceiling. It cast little glow around, with cabinets full of bottles and tinctures able to be glimpsed. A fold-out table was placed in the middle of the wagon, with a curious stick placed on the middle of it.

‘Lorel’s very talented, possibly some kind of genius, but she had a teacher,’ Tamara began. ‘That teacher was me. So while her accomplishments with devotional tinctures are considerable, I would like to think that I have a few qualities I can also bring to the table.’

Tamara smiled.

‘For fuck’s sake, take off your loincloths, you look ridiculous.’

It was true. The pair of warriors’ jutting megacocks were both jutting horizontally outwards and tenting the material outwards. Both of them disposed of the garments, letting the immense prongs swing free and unencumbered. Both of the ginormous, precum-weeping horsecocks pointed threateningly at the brunette slut, gleaming in the lamplight.

‘I know you studs are fucking boneheads because you follow a bonehead god. But has anyone ever introduced the concept of “counting” to you?’

Damon shifted. ‘We can count.’

‘Quite high actually,’ Dareios added.

Tamara grinned, ‘good. That thing on the table in front of you is a measuring stick. But seeing how you geniuses can count I guess you already knew that. We’re going to have a race. Put your dicks on the table.’

Dareios and Damon smirked. This was getting interesting.

Dareios used his pc muscle to heft up his monolithic monstercock until it was level with his pecs, and then levered it back down forcefully so that it smacked loudly onto the table. Damon did likewise, the second blow producing a similar crash as it hammered onto the polished wood, nearly collapsing the legs of the piece of furniture.

Tamara moved the measuring stick so that it was even with the edge of the table. Having done this, she traced her fingers from the hilt right up to the tip of Damon’s monster schlong, trailing the soft touch all over the ridges of veins on the way, not taking her eyes from his and easing her thumb and forefinger round the firm, spongy head when she got there.

‘Hmmmm…’ the brunette mused, finally looking down when she reached the end. ‘Let’s see… wow. Wow stud, your dick is seventeen and a half inches long…’

Moving her hand over to where Dareios’ dick lay, Tamara repeated the teasing, and slid her slender fingers all the way up the muscular appendage. Instead of addressing Dareios, she looked again at Damon.’

‘Eighteen inches…’ she bit her lip consolingly and wiped a mock tear from the corner of her eye as she teased the musclebound warrior, ‘sorry Damon.’

Dareios thumped his dick up and down on the table in triumph, jacking his pc muscle to make it smack up and down. It created a hammering sound.

‘What are you guys doing in there, building a cabinet?’ came a shout from Galiana.

Tamara giggled. ‘What you hold in your hands is a little tincture of my own mixing. Something I’ve been working on for a while, and something which I passed onto Lorel. It’s not approved by the grand ministry of the sect yet, but I hope one day it will be. I’ve mixed it with some reagents that I’ve found in this wagon.’

‘What are we to do?’ asked Damon.

‘Drink it.’

‘Are you sure?’ said Dareios suspiciously.

‘Pah! You’re just afraid of getting overtaken by me, cousin!’ said Damon angrily, annoyed at having been proved to be marginally genetically inferior to his relative.

And with that, Damon knocked back the tincture in one.

‘There’s no way you’ll ever get the beating of me!’ retorted Dareios angrily, quaffing his potion in reply.

‘Yes, as I was going to say, studs. It’s quite safe… though the effects are likely to be permanent.’

Once more Tamara bit her lip. The warriors looked down at their dicks on the table with growing concern.