Laurence takes a third option

‘N-not… really!’ Laurence managed to stammer in response to Esette’s remark as he watched the stacked blonde slip into the bedroom again.

‘Really, Laurence? It isn’t?’ Katherine commented in amusement as she felt the servant’s hot precum pour from his cumslit. ‘Then please tell me, what have you decided?’

‘I decided…’ Laurence groaned as he pulled his hips back, something that was clearly a heroic feat. ‘To give Esette…that facefuck I owe her!’ He added, his voice turning low and dangerous as he successfully managed to pull his precum-leaking monstercock from the Countess’ backside.

‘No fair! That wasn’t an option!’ Katherine complained with pouty lips, though both Esette and Laurence noticed that the noblewoman made no move to get up and stop the young servant.

Instead she watched intently as Laurence took an unsteady step in Esette’s direction, and another one and then another. His gait was unsteady, no doubt due to the way his balls were incessantly throbbing against the insides of his thighs, while his cock left behind a trail of precum that reached back all the way to Katherine’s gaping, twitching asshole.

‘Fucking look at you!’ Esette growled nastily as she threw Laurence’s modified uniform over a nearby chair. ‘You sure love to make a giant mess for someone who's supposed to be an honoured servant, don’t you?’

To show that she was correct, and that he felt no regret for it, an orange sized plume of precum rocketed from Laurence’s desperately twitching, throbbing monstercock. When it connected with Esette’s face the wet impact of it practically echoed through the room, while the white, sticky jizz that had been caked on the blonde’s face before rained down on the floor.

‘On your knees!’ Laurence ordered, certain that he couldn’t hold the load of hot, viscous jizz that was making his balls clench back much longer.

Fortunately for him, it was an order Esette was only too eager to follow. The seamstress took a few, eager steps forwards before dropping to her haunches in front of him. She had just enough time to open her mouth wide before Laurence grabbed the sides of her pretty head, and brutally plowed his hips forwards. Esette managed a single, muffled moan before she felt the servant’s dick expand and stretch the walls of her throat even more than it already did.

‘Be sure to drink it all!’ Laurence growled as the first few messy ropes of seed left his cumslit.

Which was just what Esette intended to do. At first, it went relatively easy as she eagerly drank the servant’s hot, sticky semen which had the consistency of porridge. But then, Laurence seemed to recall that he had promised her a facefuck. So even though his legs were shaking with pleasure, he began to move as jets of spunk spewed from the tip of his massive fuckmast.

‘Oh my, looks like you spilled some!’ Katherine suddenly cooed from next to Esette as she licked a stray rope of cum from the seamstress’ face, it had poured from the corner of her mouth after Laurence started to pump his hips.

It wouldn’t be the last bit of jizz that would escape Esette’s mouth either. Even though Katherine could still see her servant’s big balls jump in his sack, and the blonde seamstress felt the salty taste of his orgasmic fluids hit her tongue, Laurence was moving his hips more easily now than before. Which meant an increased pace, and more difficulty for Esette when it came to swallowing the young man’s prodigious load.

Fortunately, Katherine was there to clean up the mess. So when thick drops of semen ran down the stacked blonde’s chin, Katherine was there to lick it up. Pushing her huge bust against Esette’s side eagerly and rubbing her gorgeous, cum-blasted face against that of her seamstress. Which ended up making both women even messier than before as they rubbed their spunk coated bodies against each other.

‘All of that should have been mine, you know?’ Katherine commented as she watched another bulge travel down Esette’s throat after the blonde had no doubt swallowed another mouthful of jizz. ‘You lucky slut!’ She hissed, before kissing the seamstress’ chin and sucking up another rope of cum in the process.

Esette didn’t respond, she was barely even aware of her employer’s presence. Currently her world was only occupied by two things. Cock. And cum. Her unfocused eyes had not looked away from the massive shaft that protruded past her lips since Laurence had shoved his beast of a dick down her gullet, and all she could taste or smell was his wonderful jizz. So focused was she, in fact, that she hadn’t noticed that the servant’s balls had stopped pumping out the stuff she loved so much.

Instead she was furiously masturbating, having four of her fingers spearing in and out of her stretched, dripping cunt while she focused on the huge pole throbbing against the walls of her throat and the taste of Laurence’s semen. Combine that was Katherine teasing her body and it did not take long before Esette screamed out in orgasm. The sound of her voice was muffled at first, but as she squirted violently the blonde lost her balance and toppled backwards her squeal of pleasure could be heard.

‘Well, well,’ Laurence pondered as he glanced down at the sweaty, gasping seamstress lying on her back before him. Huge breasts rising and falling, while her legs were spread open invitingly. ‘I’m glad you enjoyed your facefuck so much, Esette. I only hope that the assfucking you will receive can match up!’

Esette said nothing, she could only smile weakly at the servant. However, Laurence noticed how both her ass and pussy fluttered open and close in excitement, and he deemed her ready for the next round. With a grunt he sank to his knees and firmly grabbed the blonde’s ballooning buttcheeks, before lifting her shapely rear off the floor as to line the fist-sized crown of his member up with her twitching anus. Esette released another little squeal, although this one was abruptly silenced by Katherine’s big, motherly behind.

‘What?’ Katherine asked in response to Laurence’s look. ‘That scream from before might have already alerted the guards. You would not want to have anyone walk in on our fun now, would you?’ She asked, while reaching back to pet Esette’s hair.

‘A fine idea, my Lady!’ Laurence mused. ‘Because I’m certain that Esette is going to get…loud.’ He growled as he eyed the tight, puckered pink state of the seamstress’ bunghole that was just barely visible behind his huge cockhead.

It was a crime that he had let it go unfucked for so long, Laurence mused as he observed Esette’s legs tremble in response to feeling the tip of his monstercock throb against her tightest hole. Fortunately, he was about to make up for it. While precum leaked steadily from his already slick member, Laurence began to push forward. And just as he had predicted, the seamstress began to scream into the Countess’ muff while a jet of clear pussyjuice shot up so high that it nearly seemed to reach the ceiling.

‘I guess she was looking forward to this?’ Katherine mused as she watched the seamstress’ clear juices rain down. ‘Weren’t you, Esette?’ She asked, while smacking the blonde’s spasming cunt.

Obviously all she and Laurence got in response were some muffled moans. So both servant and Countess shared a look, before they shrugged and Laurence continued pushing forwards. Having more of his veiny monstercock stretch her bowels was enough to get Esette to squirt again and again, though none of the climaxes that rocked her body seemed to be as powerful as that initial one. But then, Laurence was only just beginning…

First, though, he had to actually insert every last inch of his monstercock. He might have gotten it nice and slick with saliva, pussy juice and his own excessive cum and precum before, but Esette clearly wasn’t used to the fifteen inch beast he was packing. Her anal tunnel was clenched tight around his massive pole as it invaded, Esette’s constricting bowels only seemed to relax whenever she had an orgasm. Which, thankfully, was often.

So whenever a moment like that presented itself, Laurence would thrust forwards roughly, unload a wad of precum deep into the blonde’s ass, before going back to moving his hips at a snail’s pace. After what felt after an eternity, although it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes, Laurence finally felt his balls brush against the globes of the seamstress’ mouthwatering ass.

‘Finally,’ Laurence growled more to himself than to Katherine or Esette. ‘I must’ve pumped a whole pitcher’s worth of precum in her ass.’ He added, while glancing down at the clear, sticky fluid that managed to pour from Esette’s bunghole, past the seal of his fat cock.

‘I suppose you should take your time to stretch out this slut’s ass, then!’ Katherine suggested. ‘That way, it won’t happen again next time.’ She added, before she spotted the blonde’s clitoris peek out of its hood and decided to give the little nub a pinch.

‘Another fine idea, my Lady!’ Laurence replied, his voice barely rising above Esette’s scream. Muffled as it might have been.

Once Esette’s latest orgasm began to wind down, Laurence pulled his hips back. He only managed to extract a few inches of his monstercock, but he rapidly shoved them back into the blonde’s bowels. He did this again, and again. Eventually managing to pull more and more of his beastly shaft from the blonde’s ass, only to ram it all back in quite forcefully. And during it all, the seamstress seemed to be incapable of NOT squirting.

‘Looks like we’ve managed to get our hands on our own, personal shower, Laurence!’ Katherine giggled as Esette’s flying juices washed cum and sweat off not only the seamstress’ own body, but also that of the Countess’.

‘I think I prefer the baths,’ Laurence growled, accompanied by the meaty slapping sound of his huge testicles hitting the blonde’s behind. ‘This shower takes a while to turn on.’ He added, his fingers squeezing into Esette’s firm, golden buns.

Esette didn’t catch anything of the conversation, seeing as Katherine’s thick, shapely thighs were acting as an excellent pair of earmuffs. But, being robbed of sound and eyesight like this only seemed to make her pussy pop that much harder. In fact, as Laurence continued to savagely dominate her ass, she could feel something hot build in the pit of her stomach.

‘A big one is coming! A big one is coming!’ Esette announced to nobody in particular. Not that Laurence and Katherine could anything aside from a few muffled moans.

However, they certainly saw what could only be described as a “geyser” of girlcum erupt from the blonde’s snatch. This time, it did reach the ceiling before it rained back down on the sweaty forms of Laurence, Katherine and, of course, Esette herself. For a few moments, nobody said anything. Only Esette was whimpering softly underneath Katherine’s ass as she came down from the powerful orgasm and became suddenly very aware of the massive amounts of precum that Laurence was pumping into her bowels.

‘Fuck!’ Was all Katherine managed to utter after having witnessed her seamstress’ orgasm.

‘It’s your turn to swallow some jizz, my Lady.’ Was all Laurence said as he released Esette’s legs and took a step backwards.

Just like that, the top-heavy brunette seemed to forget about everything she had just witnessed as she eagerly opened her mouth. Laurence’s prick left Esette’s, now gaping, bunghole with an obscene, wet sucking sound. And was followed by a small wave of clear precum. But Laurence barely took a look at his handiwork and instead straddled Esette’s waspish waist, and presented his massive length to Katherine.

For her part, Katherine was eager for a bellyful of cum, or a taste of her seamstress’ ass. Or perhaps both. Because the older brunette shoved her head forwards as soon as Laurence dick was close enough to her mouth, and she grabbed his ass to pull him in for good measure. The servant could only grunt darkly in response to feeling all fifteen inches disappear down his employer’s warm gullet, and allowed himself to cum. This time he made no move to fuck Katherine’s face, instead he just allowed her to swallow his thick, viscous load.

‘Well, why don’t we go see if your uniform fits now?’ Katherine suddenly asked, and Laurence realized he had been staring at the ceiling for the past minute or so. Or, he had been staring at the large damp spot that was there now if he had to be more specific.

‘Uniform?’ He asked, glancing down to see Katherine hold his massive dong with both hands as she lovingly licked up a stray dollop of jizz. ‘Oh, right!’

Katherine smiled slightly at Laurence’s dazed reaction. It was so rare that she got to see him in this state. However, it was about time to let him go. He had other “duties” to attend to, and if she had to be honest she looked forward to seeing how the young man’s presence would affect Miss Steele’s lessons. So she got up to reveal Esette, who had a dreamy look in her eyes and a face blasted with girlcum.

‘Come Esette, why don’t we see if Laurence fits in his uniform now?’ Katherine suggested, as she reached down to help the seamstress to her feet.